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Finally
he
was
alone
,
the
natives
having
understood
that
he
did
not
wish
to
be
followed
.
He
arrived
at
the
bank
of
a
river
,
whose
rapid
current
flowed
toward
the
north
.
There
,
at
the
end
of
a
large
opening
,
behind
the
long
,
drooping
branches
of
a
thicket
which
hid
the
steep
bank
,
was
moored
a
canoe
,
covered
by
a
sort
of
thatch
.
The
magician
lowered
his
double
burden
into
the
boat
,
and
following
himself
,
shoved
out
from
the
bank
,
and
the
current
rapidly
carried
them
down
the
stream
.
The
next
minute
he
said
,
in
a
very
distinct
voice
:
"
Captain
,
here
are
Mrs.
Weldon
and
little
Jack
;
I
present
them
to
you
.
Forward
.
And
may
all
the
clouds
in
heaven
fall
on
those
idiots
of
Kazounde
!
"
It
was
Hercules
,
not
easily
recognized
in
his
magician
's
attire
,
who
was
speaking
thus
,
and
it
was
Dick
Sand
whom
he
was
addressing
--
Dick
Sand
,
still
feeble
enough
,
to
lean
on
Cousin
Benedict
,
near
whom
Dingo
was
lying
.
Mrs.
Weldon
,
who
had
regained
consciousness
,
could
only
pronounce
these
words
:
"
You
!
Dick
!
You
!
"
The
young
novice
rose
,
but
already
Mrs.
Weldon
was
pressing
him
in
her
arms
,
and
Jack
was
lavishing
caresses
on
him
.
