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The Refugees

CHAPTER XXX
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If madame tires, De Catinat, we shall take turns to carry her." "Ah, monsieur, you cannot think what a good walker I am.

In this splendid air one might go on forever." "We will cross then." In a very few minutes they were at the other side and had landed at the edge of the forest.

There the guns and ammunition were allotted to each man, and his share of the provisions and of the scanty baggage.

Then having paid the Indians, and having instructed them to say nothing of their movements, they turned their backs upon the river and plunged into the silent woods..


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