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The Best to Do

           Nohabitation,hut,orcabin,neitherinthenorth,beyondthelittleriver,norinthesouth,norfinallyontheupperpartofthecliff,inthemidstofthetreesofthethickforest.Nosmokeascendedintotheair,noindication,mark,orimprintindicatedthatthisportionofthecontinentwasvisitedbyhumanbeings.DickSandcontinuedtobeverymuchsurprised.

           "Wherearewe?Wherecanwebe?"heaskedhimself."What!nobodytospeakto?"

           Nobody,intruth,andsurely,ifanynativehadapproached,Dingowouldhavescentedhim,andannouncedhimbyabark.Thedogwentbackwardandforwardonthestrand,hisnosetotheground,histaildown,growlingsecretlycertainlyverysingularbehaviorbutneitherbetrayingtheapproachofmannorofanyanimalwhatsoever.

           "Dick,lookatDingo!"saidMrs.Weldon.

           "Yes,thatisverystrange,"repliedthenovice."Itseemsasifheweretryingtorecoverascent."

           "Verystrange,indeed,"murmuredMrs.Weldon;then,continuing,"whatisNegorodoing?"sheasked.

           "HeisdoingwhatDingoisdoing,"repliedDickSand."Hegoes,hecomes!Afterall,heisfreehere.Ihavenolongertherighttocontrolhim.HisserviceendedwiththestrandingofthePilgrim.’"

           Infact,Negorosurveyedthestrand,turnedback,andlookedattheshoreandtheclifflikeamantryingtorecallrecollectionsandtofixthem.Didhe,then,knowthiscountry?Hewouldprobablyhaverefusedtoreplytothatquestionifithadbeenasked.Thebestthingwasstilltohavenothingtodowiththatveryunsociablepersonage.

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