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Paganel
who
had
the
first
watch
did
not
lie
down
,
but
shouldered
his
rifle
and
walked
up
and
down
before
the
camp
,
to
keep
himself
from
going
to
sleep
.
In
spite
of
the
absence
of
the
moon
,
the
night
was
almost
luminous
with
the
light
of
the
southern
constellations
.
The
SAVANT
amused
himself
with
reading
the
great
book
of
the
firmament
,
a
book
which
is
always
open
,
and
full
of
interest
to
those
who
can
read
it
.
The
profound
silence
of
sleeping
nature
was
only
interrupted
by
the
clanking
of
the
hobbles
on
the
horses
'
feet
.
Paganel
was
engrossed
in
his
astronomical
meditations
,
and
thinking
more
about
the
celestial
than
the
terrestrial
world
,
when
a
distant
sound
aroused
him
from
his
reverie
.
He
listened
attentively
,
and
to
his
great
amaze
,
fancied
he
heard
the
sounds
of
a
piano
.
He
could
not
be
mistaken
,
for
he
distinctly
heard
chords
struck
.
"
A
piano
in
the
wilds
!
"
said
Paganel
to
himself
.
"
I
can
never
believe
it
is
that
.
"
It
certainly
was
very
surprising
,
but
Paganel
found
it
easier
to
believe
it
was
some
Australian
bird
imitating
the
sounds
of
a
Pleyel
or
Erard
,
as
others
do
the
sounds
of
a
clock
or
mill
.
But
at
this
very
moment
,
the
notes
of
a
clear
ringing
voice
rose
on
the
air
.
The
PIANIST
was
accompanied
by
singing
.
Still
Paganel
was
unwilling
to
be
convinced
.
However
,
next
minute
he
was
forced
to
admit
the
fact
,
for
there
fell
on
his
ear
the
sublime
strains
of
Mozart
's
"
Il
mio
tesoro
tanto
"
from
Don
Juan
.
"
Well
,
now
,
"
said
the
geographer
to
himself
,
"
let
the
Australian
birds
be
as
queer
as
they
may
,
and
even
granting
the
paroquets
are
the
most
musical
in
the
world
,
they
ca
n't
sing
Mozart
!
"
He
listened
to
the
sublime
inspiration
of
the
great
master
to
the
end
.
The
effect
of
this
soft
melody
on
the
still
clear
night
was
indescribable
.
Paganel
remained
as
if
spellbound
for
a
time
;
the
voice
ceased
and
all
was
silence
.
When
Wilson
came
to
relieve
the
watch
,
he
found
the
geographer
plunged
into
a
deep
reverie
.
Paganel
made
no
remark
,
however
,
to
the
sailor
,
but
reserved
his
information
for
Glenarvan
in
the
morning
,
and
went
into
the
tent
to
bed
.
Next
day
,
they
were
all
aroused
from
sleep
by
the
sudden
loud
barking
of
dogs
,
Glenarvan
got
up
forthwith
.
Two
magnificent
pointers
,
admirable
specimens
of
English
hunting
dogs
,
were
bounding
in
front
of
the
little
wood
,
into
which
they
had
retreated
at
the
approach
of
the
travelers
,
redoubling
their
clamor
.
"
There
is
some
station
in
this
desert
,
then
,
"
said
Glenarvan
,
"
and
hunters
too
,
for
these
are
regular
setters
.
"
