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The Return on Board

           Norcouldhefinditinhishearttoinsist,whentheIndian,smilingasusual,wouldnotacceptthepriceofhisservices,pushingbackthemoney,andsaying:

           "Forthesakeoffriendship."

           Glenarvancouldnotreply;buthewishedatleast,toleavethebravefellowsomesouvenirofhisEuropeanfriends.Whatwastheretogive,however?Arms,horses,everythinghadbeendestroyedintheunfortunateinundation,andhisfriendswerenoricherthanhimself.

           Hewasquiteatalosshowtoshowhisrecognitionofthedisinterestednessofthisnobleguide,whenahappythoughtstruckhim.HehadanexquisiteportraitofLadyHelenainhispocket,aCHEF-D’OEUVREofLawrence.Thishedrewout,andofferedtoThalcave,simplysaying:

           "Mywife."

           TheIndiangazedatitwithasoftenedeye,andsaid:

           "Goodandbeautiful."

           ThenRobert,andPaganel,andtheMajor,andtherest,exchangedtouchingfarewellswiththefaithfulPatagonian.Thalcaveembracedthemeach,andpressedthemtohisbroadchest.PaganelmadehimacceptamapofSouthAmericaandthetwooceans,whichhehadoftenseentheIndianlookingatwithinterest.Itwasthemostpreciousthingthegeographerpossessed.AsforRobert,hehadonlycaressestobestow,andthesehelavishedonhisfriend,notforgettingtogiveasharetoThaouka.

           TheboatfromtheDuncanwasnowfastapproaching,andinanotherminutehadglidedintoanarrowchannelbetweenthesand-banks,andrunashore.

           "Mywife?"wereGlenarvan’sfirstwords.

           "Mysister?"saidRobert

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