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In Search of the Castaways; or the Children of Captain Grant by Jules Verne
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Not far off there was a RIO, which supplied them with water, though it
was still somewhat muddy after the disturbance of the avalanche.
Mulrady soon had a fire lighted on the grass, and a warm refreshing
beverage to offer his master. But Glenarvan refused to touch it,
and lay stretched on his poncho in a state of absolute prostration.

So the day passed, and night came on, calm and peaceful as the preceding
had been. While his companions were lying motionless, though wide awake,
Glenarvan betook himself once more to the slopes of the Cordilleras,
listening intently in hope that some cry for help would fall
upon his ear. He ventured far up in spite of his being alone,
straining his ear with painful eagerness to catch the faintest sound,
and calling aloud in an agony of despair.

But he heard nothing save the beatings of his own heart,
though he wandered all night on the mountain. Sometimes the Major
followed him, and sometimes Paganel, ready to lend a helping
hand among the slippery peaks and dangerous precipices among
which he was dragged by his rash and useless imprudence.
All his efforts were in vain, however, and to his repeated
cries of "Robert, Robert!" echo was the only response.

Day dawned, and it now became a matter of necessity to go and bring
back the poor Lord from the distant plateau, even against his will.
His despair was terrible. Who could dare to speak of quitting this
fatal valley? Yet provisions were done, and Argentine guides and
horses were not far off to lead them to the Pampas. To go back would
be more difficult than to go forward. Besides, the Atlantic Ocean
was the appointed meeting place with the DUNCAN. These were strong
reasons against any long delay; indeed it was best for all parties
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