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Grief
had
hardened
Glenarvan
's
features
.
For
some
minutes
he
gazed
at
the
expanse
before
him
,
as
if
taking
a
last
look
at
some
ship
disappearing
in
the
distance
.
Then
his
eyes
became
dim
;
he
recovered
himself
in
a
moment
,
and
without
a
word
or
look
,
set
off
at
a
gallop
toward
Eden
.
The
wanderers
passed
their
last
evening
sadly
enough
.
Their
thoughts
recalled
all
the
misfortunes
they
had
encountered
in
this
country
.
They
remembered
how
full
of
well-warranted
hope
they
had
been
at
Cape
Bernouilli
,
and
how
cruelly
disappointed
at
Twofold
Bay
!
Paganel
was
full
of
feverish
agitation
.
John
Mangles
,
who
had
watched
him
since
the
affair
at
Snowy
River
,
felt
that
the
geographer
was
hesitating
whether
to
speak
or
not
to
speak
.
A
thousand
times
he
had
pressed
him
with
questions
,
and
failed
in
obtaining
an
answer
.
But
that
evening
,
John
,
in
lighting
him
to
his
room
,
asked
him
why
he
was
so
nervous
.
"
Friend
John
,
"
said
Paganel
,
evasively
,
"
I
am
not
more
nervous
to-night
than
I
always
am
.
"
"
Mr
Paganel
,
"
answered
John
,
"
you
have
a
secret
that
chokes
you
.
"
"
Well
!
"
cried
the
geographer
,
gesticulating
,
"
what
can
I
do
?
It
is
stronger
than
I
!
"
"
What
is
stronger
?
"
"
My
joy
on
the
one
hand
,
my
despair
on
the
other
.
"
