"I thought those ant-hills only existed in Africa." "Forward!" exclaimed Dick Sand, for the last time, with a sort of violence.

He was so much afraid that Mrs.Weldon might hear the last word pronounced by the entomologist.
They followed Dick Sand with all haste.

A furious wind had sprung up.
Large drops crackled on the ground.

In a few moments the squalls of wind would become unbearable.

Soon one of those cones which stood on the plain was reached.