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Not
one
of
the
rowers
turned
his
head
--
not
an
oar-stroke
must
be
lost
.
Paganel
alone
rose
,
and
turned
his
telescope
to
the
point
indicated
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
he
,
"
a
ship
!
a
steamer
!
they
are
under
full
steam
!
they
are
coming
to
us
!
Found
now
,
brave
comrades
!
"
The
fugitives
summoned
new
energy
,
and
for
another
half
hour
,
keeping
their
distance
,
they
rowed
with
hasty
strokes
.
The
steamer
came
nearer
and
nearer
.
They
made
out
her
two
masts
,
bare
of
sails
,
and
the
great
volumes
of
black
smoke
.
Glenarvan
,
handing
the
tiller
to
Robert
,
seized
Paganel
's
glass
,
and
watched
the
movements
of
the
steamer
.
John
Mangles
and
his
companions
were
lost
in
wonder
when
they
saw
Glenarvan
's
features
contract
and
grow
pale
,
and
the
glass
drop
from
his
hands
.
One
word
explained
it
.
"
The
Duncan
!
"
exclaimed
Glenarvan
.
"
The
DUNCAN
,
and
the
convicts
!
"
"
The
Duncan
!
"
cried
John
,
letting
go
his
oar
and
rising
.
"
Yes
,
death
on
all
sides
!
"
murmured
Glenarvan
,
crushed
by
despair
.
It
was
indeed
the
yacht
,
they
could
not
mistake
her
--
the
yacht
and
her
bandit
crew
!
The
major
could
scarcely
restrain
himself
from
cursing
their
destiny
.
The
canoe
was
meantime
standing
still
