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The
two
other
horses
seemed
to
catch
their
comrade
's
meaning
,
and
,
inspired
by
his
example
,
made
a
last
effort
,
and
galloped
forward
after
the
Indian
.
About
three
o'clock
a
white
line
appeared
in
a
dip
of
the
road
,
and
seemed
to
tremble
in
the
sunlight
.
"
Water
!
"
exclaimed
Glenarvan
.
"
Yes
,
yes
!
it
is
water
!
"
shouted
Robert
.
They
were
right
;
and
the
horses
knew
it
too
,
for
there
was
no
need
now
to
urge
them
on
;
they
tore
over
the
ground
as
if
mad
,
and
in
a
few
minutes
had
reached
the
river
,
and
plunged
in
up
to
their
chests
.
Their
masters
had
to
go
on
too
,
whether
they
would
or
not
but
they
were
so
rejoiced
at
being
able
to
quench
their
thirst
,
that
this
compulsory
bath
was
no
grievance
.
"
Oh
,
how
delicious
this
is
!
"
exclaimed
Robert
,
taking
a
deep
draught
.
"
Drink
moderately
,
my
boy
,
"
said
Glenarvan
;
but
he
did
not
set
the
example
.
Thalcave
drank
very
quietly
,
without
hurrying
himself
,
taking
small
gulps
,
but
"
as
long
as
a
lazo
,
"
as
the
Patagonians
say
.
He
seemed
as
if
he
were
never
going
to
leave
off
,
and
really
there
was
some
danger
of
his
swallowing
up
the
whole
river
.
