Діти капітана Гранта

A False Trail

           TheMajorneveropenedhismouth,norThalcave,whoseamourpropre,asanIndian,seemedquitewoundedbyhavingallowedhimselftogoonawrongscent.Noone,however,wouldhavethoughtofreproachinghimforanerrorsopardonable.

           TheywentbacktotheFONDA,andhadsupper;butitwasagloomypartythatsurroundedthetable.Itwasnotthatanyoneofthemregrettedthefatiguetheyhadsoheedlesslyenduredorthedangerstheyhadrun,buttheyfelttheirhopeofsuccesswasgone,fortherewasnochanceofcomingacrossCaptainGrantbetweentheSierraTandilandthesea,asSergeantManuelmusthaveheardifanyprisonershadfallenintothehandsoftheIndiansonthecoastoftheAtlantic.AnyeventofthisnaturewouldhaveattractedthenoticeoftheIndiantraderswhotrafficbetweenTandilandCarmen,atthemouthoftheRioNegro.ThebestthingtodonowwastogettotheDuncanasquickaspossibleattheappointedrendezvous.

           PaganelaskedGlenarvan,however,tolethimhavethedocumentagain,onthefaithofwhichtheyhadsetoutonsobootlessasearch.Hereaditoverandover,asiftryingtoextractsomenewmeaningoutofit.

           "Yetnothingcanbeclearer,"saidGlenarvan;"itgivesthedateoftheshipwreck,andthemanner,andtheplaceofthecaptivityinthemostcategoricalmanner."

           "Thatitdoesnotno,itdoesnot!"exclaimedPaganel,strikingthetablewithhisfist

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