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The Return on Board

           "LadyHelenaandMissGrantarewaitingforyouonboard,"repliedthecoxswain;"butlosenotimeyourhonor,wehavenotaminute,forthetideisbeginningtoebbalready."

           Thelastkindlyadieuxwerespoken,andThalcaveaccompaniedhisfriendstotheboat,whichhadbeenpushedbackintothewater.JustasRobertwasgoingtostepin,theIndiantookhiminhisarms,andgazedtenderlyintohisface.Thenhesaid:

           "Nowgo.Youareaman."

           "Good-by,good-by,friend!"saidGlenarvan,oncemore.

           "Shallweneverseeeachotheragain?"Paganelcalledout.

           "Quiensabe?"(Whoknows?)repliedThalcave,liftinghisarmstowardheaven.

           TheseweretheIndian’slastwords,dyingawayonthebreeze,astheboatrecededgraduallyfromtheshore.Foralongtime,hisdark,motionlessSILHOUETTEstoodoutagainstthesky,throughthewhite,dashingsprayofthewaves.Thenbydegreeshistallformbegantodiminishinsize,tillatlasthisfriendsofadaylostsightofhimaltogether.

           AnhourafterwardRobertwasthefirsttoleaponboardtheDuncan.HeflunghisarmsroundMary’sneck,amidtheloud,joyoushurrahsofthecrewontheyacht.

           ThusthejourneyacrossSouthAmericawasaccomplished,thegivenlineofmarchbeingscrupulouslyadheredtothroughout.

           Neithermountainsnorrivershadmadethetravelerschangetheircourse;andthoughtheyhadnothadtoencounteranyill-willfrommen,theirgenerousintrepidityhadbeenoftenenoughroughlyputtotheproofbythefuryoftheunchainedelements.

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