Part 60 (1/2)
”Now, friends,” added Glenarvan, ”let us return to the encampment and deliberately examine our situation, and determine on our course of action.”
After a tolerably good breakfast to make up for their bad night, the discussion was opened, and every one of the party was asked to give his opinion. The first point was to ascertain their exact position, and this was referred to Paganel, who informed them, with his customary rigorous accuracy, that the expedition had been stopped on the 37th parallel, in longitude 147 degrees 53 minutes, on the banks of the Snowy River.
”What is the exact longitude of Twofold Bay?” asked Glenarvan.
”One hundred and fifty degrees,” replied Paganel; ”two degrees seven minutes distant from this, and that is equal to seventy-five miles.”
”And Melbourne is?”
”Two hundred miles off at least.”
”Very good. Our position being then settled, what is best to do?”
The response was unanimous to get to the coast without delay. Lady Helena and Mary Grant undertook to go five miles a day. The courageous ladies did not shrink, if necessary, from walking the whole distance between the Snowy River and Twofold Bay.
”You are a brave traveling companion, dear Helena,” said Lord Glenarvan.
”But are we sure of finding at the bay all we want when we get there?”
”Without the least doubt,” replied Paganel. ”Eden is a munic.i.p.ality which already numbers many years in existence; its port must have frequent communication with Melbourne. I suppose even at Delegete, on the Victoria frontier, thirty-five miles from here, we might revictual our expedition, and find fresh means of transport.”
”And the DUNCAN?” asked Ayrton. ”Don't you think it advisable to send for her to come to the bay?”
”What do you think, John?” said Glenarvan.
”I don't think your lords.h.i.+p should be in any hurry about it,” replied the young captain, after brief reflection. ”There will be time enough to give orders to Tom Austin, and summon him to the coast.”
”That's quite certain,” added Paganel.
”You see,” said John, ”in four or five days we shall reach Eden.”
”Four or five days!” repeated Ayrton, shaking his head; ”say fifteen or twenty, Captain, if you don't want to repent your mistake when it is too late.”
”Fifteen or twenty days to go seventy-five miles?” cried Glenarvan.
”At the least, my Lord. You are going to traverse the most difficult portion of Victoria, a desert, where everything is wanting, the squatters say; plains covered with scrub, where is no beaten track and no stations. You will have to walk hatchet or torch in hand, and, believe me, that's not quick work.”
Ayrton had spoken in a firm tone, and Paganel, at whom all the others looked inquiringly, nodded his head in token of his agreement in opinion with the quartermaster.
But John Mangles said, ”Well, admitting these difficulties, in fifteen days at most your Lords.h.i.+p can send orders to the DUNCAN.”
”I have to add,” said Ayrton, ”that the princ.i.p.al difficulties are not the obstacles in the road, but the Snowy River has to be crossed, and most probably we must wait till the water goes down.”
”Wait!” cried John. ”Is there no ford?”
”I think not,” replied Ayrton. ”This morning I was looking for some practical crossing, but could not find any. It is unusual to meet with such a tumultuous river at this time of the year, and it is a fatality against which I am powerless.”
”Is this Snowy River wide?” asked Lady Helena.
”Wide and deep, Madam,” replied Ayrton; ”a mile wide, with an impetuous current. A good swimmer could not go over without danger.”
”Let us build a boat then,” said Robert, who never stuck at anything.