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Next
morning
,
at
six
o'clock
,
the
horses
of
Thalcave
,
Glenarvan
and
Robert
were
got
ready
.
Their
last
ration
of
water
was
given
them
,
and
drunk
with
more
avidity
than
satisfaction
,
for
it
was
filthy
,
disgusting
stuff
.
The
three
travelers
then
jumped
into
their
saddles
,
and
set
off
,
shouting
"
Au
revoir
!
"
to
their
companions
.
"
Do
n't
come
back
whatever
you
do
,
"
called
Paganel
after
them
.
The
Desertio
de
las
Salinas
,
which
they
had
to
traverse
,
is
a
dry
plain
,
covered
with
stunted
trees
not
above
ten
feet
high
,
and
small
mimosas
,
which
the
Indians
call
curra-mammel
;
and
JUMES
,
a
bushy
shrub
,
rich
in
soda
.
Here
and
there
large
spaces
were
covered
with
salt
,
which
sparkled
in
the
sunlight
with
astonishing
brilliancy
.
These
might
easily
have
been
taken
for
sheets
of
ice
,
had
not
the
intense
heat
forbidden
the
illusion
;
and
the
contrast
these
dazzling
white
sheets
presented
to
the
dry
,
burned-up
ground
gave
the
desert
a
most
peculiar
character
.
Eighty
miles
south
,
on
the
contrary
,
the
Sierra
Ventana
,
toward
which
the
travelers
might
possibly
have
to
betake
themselves
should
the
Guamini
disappoint
their
hopes
,
the
landscape
was
totally
different
.
There
the
fertility
is
splendid
;
the
pasturage
is
incomparable
.
Unfortunately
,
to
reach
them
would
necessitate
a
march
of
one
hundred
and
thirty
miles
south
;
and
this
was
why
Thalcave
thought
it
best
to
go
first
to
Guamini
,
as
it
was
not
only
much
nearer
,
but
also
on
the
direct
line
of
route
.
The
three
horses
went
forward
might
and
main
,
as
if
instinctively
knowing
whither
they
were
bound
.
Thaouka
especially
displayed
a
courage
that
neither
fatigue
nor
hunger
could
damp
.
He
bounded
like
a
bird
over
the
dried-up
CANADAS
and
the
bushes
of
CURRA-MAMMEL
,
his
loud
,
joyous
neighing
seeming
to
bode
success
to
the
search
.
The
horses
of
Glenarvan
and
Robert
,
though
not
so
light-footed
,
felt
the
spur
of
his
example
,
and
followed
him
bravely
.
Thalcave
inspirited
his
companions
as
much
as
Thaouka
did
his
four-footed
brethren
.
He
sat
motionless
in
the
saddle
,
but
often
turned
his
head
to
look
at
Robert
,
and
ever
and
anon
gave
him
a
shout
of
encouragement
and
approval
,
as
he
saw
how
well
he
rode
.
Certainly
the
boy
deserved
praise
,
for
he
was
fast
becoming
an
excellent
cavalier
.
"
Bravo
!
Robert
,
"
said
Glenarvan
.
"
Thalcave
is
evidently
congratulating
you
,
my
boy
,
and
paying
you
compliments
.
"
"
What
for
,
my
Lord
?
"
"
For
your
good
horsemanship
.
"
"
I
can
hold
firm
on
,
that
's
all
,
"
replied
Robert
blushing
with
pleasure
at
such
an
encomium
.
