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Glenarvan
could
not
reply
.
He
was
speechless
with
emotion
,
and
kneeling
down
by
the
side
of
the
child
so
miraculously
saved
,
burst
into
tears
.
ROBERT
had
no
sooner
escaped
one
terrible
danger
than
he
ran
the
risk
of
another
scarcely
less
formidable
.
He
was
almost
torn
to
pieces
by
his
friends
,
for
the
brave
fellows
were
so
overjoyed
at
the
sight
of
him
,
that
in
spite
of
his
weak
state
,
none
of
them
would
be
satisfied
without
V.
IV
Verne
giving
him
a
hug
.
However
,
it
seemed
as
if
good
rough
hugging
did
not
hurt
sick
people
;
at
any
rate
it
did
not
hurt
Robert
,
but
quite
the
contrary
.
But
the
first
joy
of
deliverance
over
,
the
next
thought
was
who
was
the
deliverer
?
Of
course
it
was
the
Major
who
suggested
looking
for
him
,
and
he
was
not
far
off
,
for
about
fifty
paces
from
the
RIO
a
man
of
very
tall
stature
was
seen
standing
motionless
on
the
lowest
crags
at
the
foot
of
the
mountain
.
A
long
gun
was
lying
at
his
feet
.
He
had
broad
shoulders
,
and
long
hair
bound
together
with
leather
thongs
.
He
was
over
six
feet
in
height
.
His
bronzed
face
was
red
between
the
eyes
and
mouth
,
black
by
the
lower
eyelids
,
and
white
on
the
forehead
.
He
wore
the
costume
of
the
Patagonians
on
the
frontiers
,
consisting
of
a
splendid
cloak
,
ornamented
with
scarlet
arabesques
,
made
of
the
skins
of
the
guanaco
,
sewed
together
with
ostrich
tendons
,
and
with
the
silky
wool
turned
up
on
the
edge
.
Under
this
mantle
was
a
garment
of
fox-skin
,
fastened
round
the
waist
,
and
coming
down
to
a
point
in
front
.
A
little
bag
hung
from
his
belt
,
containing
colors
for
painting
his
face
.
His
boots
were
pieces
of
ox
hide
,
fastened
round
the
ankles
by
straps
,
across
.
This
Patagonian
had
a
splendid
face
,
indicating
real
intelligence
,
notwithstanding
the
medley
of
colors
by
which
it
was
disfigured
.
His
waiting
attitude
was
full
of
dignity
;
indeed
,
to
see
him
standing
grave
and
motionless
on
his
pedestal
of
rocks
,
one
might
have
taken
him
for
a
statue
of
sang-froid
.
As
soon
as
the
Major
perceived
him
,
he
pointed
him
out
to
Glenarvan
,
who
ran
toward
him
immediately
.
The
Patagonian
came
two
steps
forward
to
meet
him
,
and
Glenarvan
caught
hold
of
his
hand
and
pressed
it
in
his
own
.
It
was
impossible
to
mistake
the
meaning
of
the
action
,
for
the
noble
face
of
the
Scotch
lord
so
beamed
with
gratitude
that
no
words
were
needed
.
The
stranger
bowed
slightly
in
return
,
and
said
a
few
words
that
neither
Glenarvan
nor
the
Major
could
understand
.
The
Patagonian
surveyed
them
attentively
for
a
few
minutes
,
and
spoke
again
in
another
language
.
But
this
second
idiom
was
no
more
intelligible
than
the
first
.
Certain
words
,
however
,
caught
Glenarvan
's
ear
as
sounding
like
Spanish
,
a
few
sentences
of
which
he
could
speak
.
ESPANOL
?
"
he
asked
.
The
Patagonian
nodded
in
reply
,
a
movement
of
the
head
which
has
an
affirmative
significance
among
all
nations
.
