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The Terrible Word

           

           "Thatisso,"repliedHarris,"andmeanwhile"

           "Meanwhile?"repeatedDickSand,whonowsteadilylookedHarrisintheface.

           "Weshouldbeverynearthefarm,"repliedHarris,hesitating,"andIdonotrecognize"

           "Youarethenastray?"quicklyaskedDickSand.

           "Astray!no.Thefarmcannotbemorethanthreemilesaway,now.But,Iwishedtotaketheshortestroadthroughtheforest,andperhapsIhavemadealittlemistake!"

           "Perhaps,"repliedDickSand.

           "Iwoulddowell,Ithink,togoinadvance,"saidHarris.

           "No,Mr.Harris,wewillnotseparate,"repliedDickSand,inadecidedtone.

           "Asyouwill,"repliedtheAmerican."But,duringthenight,itwillbedifficultformetoguideyou."

           "Nevermindthat!"repliedDickSand."Wearegoingtohalt.Mrs.

           Weldonwillconsenttopassalastnightunderthetrees,and

           to-morrow,whenitisbroaddaylight,wewillproceedonourjourney!

           Twoorthreemilesstill,thatwillbeanhour’swalk!"

           "Beitso,"repliedHarris.

           AtthatmomentDingocommencedtobarkfuriously.

           "Here,Dingo,here!"criedDickSand."Youknowwellthatnooneisthere,andthatweareinthedesert!"

           Thislasthaltwasthendecidedupon.

           Mrs.Weldonlethercompanionsworkwithoutsayingaword.Herlittle

           Jackwassleepinginherarms,madedrowsybythefever.

           Theysoughtthebestplacetopassthenight.Thiswasunderalargebunchoftrees,whereDickSandthoughtofdisposingallfortheirrest.ButoldTom,whowashelpinghiminthesepreparations,stoppedsuddenly,cryingout:

           "Mr.

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