Part 16 (2/2)
Glenarvan's companions heard him in silence. He sought to read hope in their eyes, but they did not venture to meet his gaze.
At last he said,
”Well, you hear what I say, but you make no response. Do you mean to tell me that you have no hope--not the slightest?”
Again there was silence, till McNabbs asked:
”Which of you can recollect when Robert disappeared?”
No one could say.
”Well, then,” resumed the Major, ”you know this at any rate. Who was the child beside during our descent of the Cordilleras?”
”Beside me,” replied Wilson.
”Very well. Up to what moment did you see him beside you? Try if you can remember.”
”All that I can recollect is that Robert Grant was still by my side, holding fast by a tuft of lichen, less than two minutes before the shock which finished our descent.”
”Less than two minutes? Mind what you are saying; I dare say a minute seemed a very long time to you. Are you sure you are not making a mistake?”
”I don't think I am. No; it was just about two minutes, as I tell you.”
”Very well, then; and was Robert on your right or left?”
”On my left. I remember that his poncho brushed past my face.”
”And with regard to us, how were you placed?”
”On the left also.”
”Then Robert must have disappeared on this side,” said the Major, turning toward the mountain and pointing toward the right: ”and I should judge,” he added, ”considering the time that has elapsed, that the spot where he fell is about two miles up. Between that height and the ground is where we must search, dividing the different zones among us, and it is there we shall find him.”
Not another word was spoken. The six men commenced their explorations, keeping constantly to the line they had made in their descent, examining closely every fissure, and going into the very depths of the abysses, choked up though they partly were with fragments of the plateau; and more than one came out again with garments torn to rags, and feet and hands bleeding. For many long hours these brave fellows continued their search without dreaming of taking rest. But all in vain. The child had not only met his death on the mountain, but found a grave which some enormous rock had sealed forever.
About one o'clock, Glenarvan and his companions met again in the valley.
Glenarvan was completely crushed with grief. He scarcely spoke. The only words that escaped his lips amid his sighs were,
”I shall not go away! I shall not go away!”
No one of the party but could enter into his feeling, and respect it.
”Let us wait,” said Paganel to the Major and Tom Austin. ”We will take a little rest, and recruit our strength. We need it anyway, either to prolong our search or continue our route.”
”Yes; and, as Edward wishes it, we will rest. He has still hope, but what is it he hopes?”
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