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The Return on Board

           "Iseeneitherarednoragreenlight,allispitchdark,"repliedPaganel,hiseyesinvoluntarilybeginningtoclose.

           Forhalfanhourhefollowedhisimpatientfriend,mechanicallylettinghisheadfrequentlydroponhischest,andraisingitagainwithastart.Atlastheneitheranswerednorspoke,andhereeledaboutlikeadrunkenman.Glenarvanlookedathim,andfoundhewassoundasleep!

           Withoutattemptingtowakehim,hetookhisarm,ledhimbacktohishole,andburiedhimagaincomfortably.

           Atdawnnextmorning,alltheslumberersstartedtotheirfeetandrushedtotheshore,shouting"Hurrah,hurrah!"asLordGlenarvan’sloudcry,"TheDuncan,theDUNCAN!"brokeuponhisear.

           Thereshewas,fivemilesout,hercoursescarefullyreefed,andhersteamhalfup.Hersmokewaslostinthemorningmist.Theseawassoviolentthatavesselofhertonnagecouldnothaveventuredsafelynearerthesand-banks.

           Glenarvan,bytheaidofPaganel’stelescope,closelyobservedthemovementsoftheyacht.ItwasevidentthatJohnMangleshadnotperceivedhispassengers,forhecontinuedhiscourseasbefore.

           ButatthisverymomentThalcavefiredhiscarbineinthedirectionoftheyacht.Theylistenedandlooked,butnosignalofrecognitionwasreturned.AsecondandathirdtimetheIndianfired,awakeningtheechoesamongthesand-hills.

           Atlastawhitesmokewasseenissuingfromthesideoftheyacht.

           "Theyseeus!"exclaimedGlenarvan."That’sthecannonoftheDuncan."

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