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This
he
laid
on
a
bed
of
damp
leaves
,
just
where
the
large
branches
began
to
fork
out
,
forming
a
natural
hearth
,
where
there
was
little
fear
of
conflagration
.
Robert
and
Wilson
speedily
reappeared
,
each
with
an
armful
of
dry
wood
,
which
they
threw
on
the
moss
.
By
the
help
of
the
lens
it
was
easily
kindled
,
for
the
sun
was
blazing
overhead
.
In
order
to
ensure
a
proper
draught
,
Paganel
stood
over
the
hearth
with
his
long
legs
straddled
out
in
the
Arab
manner
.
Then
stooping
down
and
raising
himself
with
a
rapid
motion
,
he
made
a
violent
current
of
air
with
his
poncho
,
which
made
the
wood
take
fire
,
and
soon
a
bright
flame
roared
in
the
improvised
brasier
.
After
drying
themselves
,
each
in
his
own
fashion
,
and
hanging
their
ponchos
on
the
tree
,
where
they
were
swung
to
and
fro
in
the
breeze
,
they
breakfasted
,
carefully
however
rationing
out
the
provisions
,
for
the
morrow
had
to
be
thought
of
;
the
immense
basin
might
not
empty
so
soon
as
Glenarvan
expected
,
and
,
anyway
,
the
supply
was
very
limited
.
The
OMBU
produced
no
fruit
,
though
fortunately
,
it
would
likely
abound
in
fresh
eggs
,
thanks
to
the
numerous
nests
stowed
away
among
the
leaves
,
not
to
speak
of
their
feathered
proprietors
.
These
resources
were
by
no
means
to
be
despised
.
The
next
business
was
to
install
themselves
as
comfortably
as
they
could
,
in
prospect
of
a
long
stay
.
"
As
the
kitchen
and
dining-room
are
on
the
ground
floor
,
"
said
Paganel
,
"
we
must
sleep
on
the
first
floor
.
The
house
is
large
,
and
as
the
rent
is
not
dear
,
we
must
not
cramp
ourselves
for
room
.
I
can
see
up
yonder
natural
cradles
,
in
which
once
safely
tucked
up
we
shall
sleep
as
if
we
were
in
the
best
beds
in
the
world
.
We
have
nothing
to
fear
.
Besides
,
we
will
watch
,
and
we
are
numerous
enough
to
repulse
a
fleet
of
Indians
and
other
wild
animals
.
"
"
We
only
want
fire-arms
.
"
"
I
have
my
revolvers
,
"
said
Glenarvan
.
"
And
I
have
mine
,
"
replied
Robert
.
"
But
what
's
the
good
of
them
?
"
said
Tom
Austin
,
"
unless
Monsieur
Paganel
can
find
out
some
way
of
making
powder
.
"
"
We
do
n't
need
it
,
"
replied
McNabbs
,
exhibiting
a
powder
flask
in
a
perfect
state
of
preservation
.
