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This
advice
seemed
good
,
and
Paganel
recommended
that
they
should
act
upon
it
.
He
also
thought
that
the
presence
of
the
yacht
would
be
very
useful
,
and
he
added
,
that
if
the
Lucknow
road
was
once
passed
,
it
would
be
impossible
to
communicate
with
Melbourne
.
Glenarvan
was
undecided
what
to
do
,
and
perhaps
he
would
have
yielded
to
Ayrton
's
arguments
,
if
the
Major
had
not
combated
this
decision
vigorously
.
He
maintained
that
the
presence
of
Ayrton
was
necessary
to
the
expedition
,
that
he
would
know
the
country
about
the
coast
,
and
that
if
any
chance
should
put
them
on
the
track
of
Harry
Grant
,
the
quartermaster
would
be
better
able
to
follow
it
up
than
any
one
else
,
and
,
finally
,
that
he
alone
could
point
out
the
exact
spot
where
the
shipwreck
occurred
.
McNabbs
voted
therefore
for
the
continuation
of
the
voyage
,
without
making
the
least
change
in
their
programme
.
John
Mangles
was
of
the
same
opinion
.
The
young
captain
said
even
that
orders
would
reach
the
Duncan
more
easily
from
Twofold
Bay
,
than
if
a
message
was
sent
two
hundred
miles
over
a
wild
country
.
His
counsel
prevailed
.
It
was
decided
that
they
should
wait
till
they
came
to
Twofold
Bay
.
The
Major
watched
Ayrton
narrowly
,
and
noticed
his
disappointed
look
.
But
he
said
nothing
,
keeping
his
observations
,
as
usual
,
to
himself
.
The
plains
which
lay
at
the
foot
of
the
Australian
Alps
were
level
,
but
slightly
inclined
toward
the
east
.
Great
clumps
of
mimosas
and
eucalyptus
,
and
various
odorous
gum-trees
,
broke
the
uniform
monotony
here
and
there
.
The
gastrolobium
grandiflorum
covered
the
ground
,
with
its
bushes
covered
with
gay
flowers
.
Several
unimportant
creeks
,
mere
streams
full
of
little
rushes
,
and
half
covered
up
with
orchids
,
often
interrupted
the
route
.
They
had
to
ford
these
.
Flocks
of
bustards
and
emus
fled
at
the
approach
of
the
travelers
.
Below
the
shrubs
,
kangaroos
were
leaping
and
springing
like
dancing
jacks
.
But
the
hunters
of
the
party
were
not
thinking
much
of
the
sport
,
and
the
horses
little
needed
any
additional
fatigue
.
Moreover
,
a
sultry
heat
oppressed
the
plain
.
The
atmosphere
was
completely
saturated
with
electricity
,
and
its
influence
was
felt
by
men
and
beasts
.
They
just
dragged
themselves
along
,
and
cared
for
nothing
else
.
The
silence
was
only
interrupted
by
the
cries
of
Ayrton
urging
on
his
burdened
team
.
From
noon
to
two
o'clock
they
went
through
a
curious
forest
of
ferns
,
which
would
have
excited
the
admiration
of
less
weary
travelers
.
These
plants
in
full
flower
measured
thirty
feet
in
height
.
Horses
and
riders
passed
easily
beneath
their
drooping
leaves
,
and
sometimes
the
spurs
would
clash
against
the
woody
stems
.
Beneath
these
immovable
parasols
there
was
a
refreshing
coolness
which
every
one
appreciated
.
Jacques
Paganel
,
always
demonstrative
,
gave
such
deep
sighs
of
satisfaction
that
the
paroquets
and
cockatoos
flew
out
in
alarm
,
making
a
deafening
chorus
of
noisy
chatter
.
The
geographer
was
going
on
with
his
sighs
and
jubilations
with
the
utmost
coolness
,
when
his
companions
suddenly
saw
him
reel
forward
,
and
he
and
his
horse
fell
down
in
a
lump
.
Was
it
giddiness
,
or
worse
still
,
suffocation
,
caused
by
the
high
temperature
?
They
ran
to
him
,
exclaiming
:
"
Paganel
!
Paganel
!
what
is
the
matter
?
"
