"What will become of you if your strength gives out?
Eat, eat! We will soon start again, and a good current will carry us without fatigue to the coast." Mrs.Weldon looked in Dick Sand's face while he thus talked.

The young novice's burning eyes spoke of the courage by which he felt animated.
In seeing him thus, in observing these brave, devoted blacks, wife and mother, she could not yet despair; and, besides, why was she abandoned?
Did she not think herself on hospitable ground?
Harris's treason could not, in her eyes, have any very serious consequences.
Dick Sand read her thought, and he kept his eyes on the ground.
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