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Neither
mountains
nor
rivers
had
made
the
travelers
change
their
course
;
and
though
they
had
not
had
to
encounter
any
ill-will
from
men
,
their
generous
intrepidity
had
been
often
enough
roughly
put
to
the
proof
by
the
fury
of
the
unchained
elements
.
FOR
the
first
few
moments
the
joy
of
reunion
completely
filled
the
hearts
.
Lord
Glenarvan
had
taken
care
that
the
ill-success
of
their
expedition
should
not
throw
a
gloom
over
the
pleasure
of
meeting
,
his
very
first
words
being
:
"
Cheer
up
,
friends
,
cheer
up
!
Captain
Grant
is
not
with
us
,
but
we
have
a
certainty
of
finding
him
!
"
Only
such
an
assurance
as
this
would
have
restored
hope
to
those
on
board
the
Duncan
.
Lady
Helena
and
Mary
Grant
had
been
sorely
tried
by
the
suspense
,
as
they
stood
on
the
poop
waiting
for
the
arrival
of
the
boat
,
and
trying
to
count
the
number
of
its
passengers
.
Alternate
hope
and
fear
agitated
the
bosom
of
poor
Mary
.
Sometimes
she
fancied
she
could
see
her
father
,
Harry
Grant
,
and
sometimes
she
gave
way
to
despair
.
Her
heart
throbbed
violently
;
she
could
not
speak
,
and
indeed
could
scarcely
stand
.
Lady
Helena
put
her
arm
round
her
waist
to
support
her
,
but
the
captain
,
John
Mangles
,
who
stood
close
beside
them
spoke
no
encouraging
word
,
for
his
practiced
eye
saw
plainly
that
the
captain
was
not
there
.
"
He
is
there
!
He
is
coming
!
Oh
,
father
!
"
exclaimed
the
young
girl
.
But
as
the
boat
came
nearer
,
her
illusion
was
dispelled
;
all
hope
forsook
her
,
and
she
would
have
sunk
in
despair
,
but
for
the
reassuring
voice
of
Glenarvan
.
After
their
mutual
embraces
were
over
,
Lady
Helena
,
and
Mary
Grant
,
and
John
Mangles
,
were
informed
of
the
principal
incidents
of
the
expedition
,
and
especially
of
the
new
interpretation
of
the
document
,
due
to
the
sagacity
of
Jacques
Paganel
.
His
Lordship
also
spoke
in
the
most
eulogistic
terms
of
Robert
,
of
whom
Mary
might
well
be
proud
.
His
courage
and
devotion
,
and
the
dangers
he
had
run
,
were
all
shown
up
in
strong
relief
by
his
patron
,
till
the
modest
boy
did
not
know
which
way
to
look
,
and
was
obliged
to
hide
his
burning
cheeks
in
his
sister
's
arms
.
"
No
need
to
blush
,
Robert
,
"
said
John
Mangles
.
"
Your
conduct
has
been
worthy
of
your
name
.
"
And
he
leaned
over
the
boy
and
pressed
his
lips
on
his
cheek
,
still
wet
with
Mary
's
tears
.
The
Major
and
Paganel
,
it
need
hardly
be
said
,
came
in
for
their
due
share
of
welcome
,
and
Lady
Helena
only
regretted
she
could
not
shake
hands
with
the
brave
and
generous
Thalcave
.
McNabbs
soon
slipped
away
to
his
cabin
,
and
began
to
shave
himself
as
coolly
and
composedly
as
possible
;
while
Paganel
flew
here
and
there
,
like
a
bee
sipping
the
sweets
of
compliments
and
smiles
.
He
wanted
to
embrace
everyone
on
board
the
yacht
,
and
beginning
with
Lady
Helena
and
Mary
Grant
,
wound
up
with
M.
Olbinett
,
the
steward
,
who
could
only
acknowledge
so
polite
an
attention
by
announcing
that
breakfast
was
ready
.
"
Breakfast
!
"
exclaimed
Paganel
.
