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"
What
does
he
say
?
"
asked
Glenarvan
.
"
I
fancied
he
was
advising
us
to
separate
.
"
"
Yes
,
into
two
parties
.
Those
of
us
whose
horses
are
so
done
out
with
fatigue
and
thirst
that
they
can
scarcely
drag
one
leg
after
the
other
,
are
to
continue
the
route
as
they
best
can
,
while
the
others
,
whose
steeds
are
fresher
,
are
to
push
on
in
advance
toward
the
river
Guamini
,
which
throws
itself
into
Lake
San
Lucas
about
thirty-one
miles
off
.
If
there
should
be
water
enough
in
the
river
,
they
are
to
wait
on
the
banks
till
their
companions
reach
them
;
but
should
it
be
dried
up
,
they
will
hasten
back
and
spare
them
a
useless
journey
.
"
"
And
what
will
we
do
then
?
"
asked
Austin
.
"
Then
we
shall
have
to
make
up
our
minds
to
go
seventy-two
miles
south
,
as
far
as
the
commencement
of
the
Sierra
Ventana
,
where
rivers
abound
.
"
"
It
is
wise
counsel
,
and
we
will
act
upon
it
without
loss
of
time
.
My
horse
is
in
tolerable
good
trim
,
and
I
volunteer
to
accompany
Thalcave
.
"
"
Oh
,
my
Lord
,
take
me
,
"
said
Robert
,
as
if
it
were
a
question
of
some
pleasure
party
.
"
But
would
you
be
able
for
it
,
my
boy
?
"
"
Oh
,
I
have
a
fine
beast
,
which
just
wants
to
have
a
gallop
.
Please
,
my
Lord
,
to
take
me
.
"
"
Come
,
then
,
my
boy
,
"
said
Glenarvan
,
delighted
not
to
leave
Robert
behind
.
"
If
we
three
do
n't
manage
to
find
out
fresh
water
somewhere
,
"
he
added
,
"
we
must
be
very
stupid
.
"
