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Paganel
asked
Glenarvan
,
however
,
to
let
him
have
the
document
again
,
on
the
faith
of
which
they
had
set
out
on
so
bootless
a
search
.
He
read
it
over
and
over
,
as
if
trying
to
extract
some
new
meaning
out
of
it
.
"
Yet
nothing
can
be
clearer
,
"
said
Glenarvan
;
"
it
gives
the
date
of
the
shipwreck
,
and
the
manner
,
and
the
place
of
the
captivity
in
the
most
categorical
manner
.
"
"
That
it
does
not
--
no
,
it
does
not
!
"
exclaimed
Paganel
,
striking
the
table
with
his
fist
"
Since
Harry
Grant
is
not
in
the
Pampas
,
he
is
not
in
America
;
but
where
he
is
the
document
must
say
,
and
it
shall
say
,
my
friends
,
or
my
name
is
not
Jacques
Paganel
any
longer
.
"
A
DISTANCE
of
150
miles
separates
Fort
Independence
from
the
shores
of
the
Atlantic
.
Unless
unexpected
and
certainly
improbable
delays
should
occur
,
in
four
days
Glenarvan
would
rejoin
the
Duncan
.
But
to
return
on
board
without
Captain
Grant
,
and
after
having
so
completely
failed
in
his
search
,
was
what
he
could
not
bring
himself
to
do
.
Consequently
,
when
next
day
came
,
he
gave
no
orders
for
departure
;
the
Major
took
it
upon
himself
to
have
the
horses
saddled
,
and
make
all
preparations
.
Thanks
to
his
activity
,
next
morning
at
eight
o'clock
the
little
troop
was
descending
the
grassy
slopes
of
the
Sierra
.
Glenarvan
,
with
Robert
at
his
side
,
galloped
along
without
saying
a
word
.
His
bold
,
determined
nature
made
it
impossible
to
take
failure
quietly
.
His
heart
throbbed
as
if
it
would
burst
,
and
his
head
was
burning
.
Paganel
,
excited
by
the
difficulty
,
was
turning
over
and
over
the
words
of
the
document
,
and
trying
to
discover
some
new
meaning
.
Thalcave
was
perfectly
silent
,
and
left
Thaouka
to
lead
the
way
.
The
Major
,
always
confident
,
remained
firm
at
his
post
,
like
a
man
on
whom
discouragement
takes
no
hold
.
Tom
Austin
and
his
two
sailors
shared
the
dejection
of
their
master
.
A
timid
rabbit
happened
to
run
across
their
path
,
and
the
superstitious
men
looked
at
each
other
in
dismay
.
"
A
bad
omen
,
"
said
Wilson
.
"
Yes
,
in
the
Highlands
,
"
repeated
Mulrady
.
"
What
's
bad
in
the
Highlands
is
not
better
here
,
"
returned
Wilson
sententiously
.
Toward
noon
they
had
crossed
the
Sierra
,
and
descended
into
the
undulating
plains
which
extend
to
the
sea
.
