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A
cry
of
horror
rose
on
all
sides
.
It
was
a
human
body
the
condor
had
in
his
claws
,
dangling
in
the
air
,
and
apparently
lifeless
--
it
was
Robert
Grant
.
The
bird
had
seized
him
by
his
clothes
,
and
had
him
hanging
already
at
least
one
hundred
and
fifty
feet
in
the
air
.
He
had
caught
sight
of
the
travelers
,
and
was
flapping
his
wings
violently
,
endeavoring
to
escape
with
his
heavy
prey
.
"
Oh
!
would
that
Robert
were
dashed
to
pieces
against
the
rocks
,
rather
than
be
a
--
"
He
did
not
finish
his
sentence
,
but
seizing
Wilson
's
carbine
,
took
aim
at
the
condor
.
His
arm
was
too
trembling
,
however
,
to
keep
the
weapon
steady
.
"
Let
me
do
it
,
"
said
the
Major
.
And
with
a
calm
eye
,
and
sure
hands
and
motionless
body
,
he
aimed
at
the
bird
,
now
three
hundred
feet
above
him
in
the
air
.
But
before
he
had
pulled
the
trigger
the
report
of
a
gun
resounded
from
the
bottom
of
the
valley
.
A
white
smoke
rose
from
between
two
masses
of
basalt
,
and
the
condor
,
shot
in
the
head
,
gradually
turned
over
and
began
to
fall
,
supported
by
his
great
wings
spread
out
like
a
parachute
.
He
had
not
let
go
his
prey
,
but
gently
sank
down
with
it
on
the
ground
,
about
ten
paces
from
the
stream
.
"
We
've
got
him
,
we
've
got
him
,
"
shouted
Glenarvan
;
and
without
waiting
to
see
where
the
shot
so
providentially
came
from
,
he
rushed
toward
the
condor
,
followed
by
his
companions
When
they
reached
the
spot
the
bird
was
dead
,
and
the
body
of
Robert
was
quite
concealed
beneath
his
mighty
wings
.
Glenarvan
flung
himself
on
the
corpse
,
and
dragging
it
from
the
condor
's
grasp
,
placed
it
flat
on
the
grass
,
and
knelt
down
and
put
his
ear
to
the
heart
.
But
a
wilder
cry
of
joy
never
broke
from
human
lips
,
than
Glenarvan
uttered
the
next
moment
,
as
he
started
to
his
feet
and
exclaimed
:
"
He
is
alive
!
He
is
still
alive
!
"
The
boy
's
clothes
were
stripped
off
in
an
instant
,
and
his
face
bathed
with
cold
water
.
He
moved
slightly
,
opened
his
eyes
,
looked
round
and
murmured
,
"
Oh
,
my
Lord
!
Is
it
you
!
"
he
said
;
"
my
father
!
"
