Chapter 33 Thirty-Three unmasks

Peng.As soon as the name Jues was mentioned, it was like a bolt from the blue.Ayrton didn't do it, he didn't stop, he straightened up, raised his pistol, and with a bang, Jazz fell to the ground.There was also gunfire outside. Captain Meng Geer and the two sailors were stunned at first, but at this moment they were about to rush to catch Peng.Jues, however, it was too late, the daring convict had already joined the bandits in the gum wood. Jazz was not seriously injured and got up on the spot.The tent couldn't stop the bullets, so they had to retreat. Fast into the bullock cart, fast into the bullock cart?While shouting, the captain dragged Mrs. Helen and Miss Mary to run.At this time, safety can be obtained in the thick compartment.Then the captain, the major, Paganel, the two sailors grabbed their carbines and prepared to return fire.Sir and Robert also got into the lady's compartment, and O'Bill, the purser, also ran out of the compartment, ready to defend himself with everyone.

It is unimaginable that events have developed so rapidly.Peng.After Juce hid in the woods, the gunfire stopped immediately, followed by a dead silence.There were only a few clusters of white smoke lingering on the branches of the gum tree, and the dense patches of mesquite grass remained motionless, as if the original scene was an illusion. McNabbs and Meng Geer ran under the big tree and searched carefully. The gangsters had abandoned their formation and fled, leaving their footprints on the ground, as well as smoking gunpowder primers.The major was very cautious and stomped out the gunpowder primer.In such a dry forest, a single spark can cause a prairie fire, which may bring huge bitter consequences.

Did those nasty guys get away?asked the captain. Yes, replied McNabbs, but the departure was more worrying.As the saying goes, it’s easy to hide a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. People are in the dark, but we are in the open, and we may be attacked at any time. In the future, we must be extra vigilant. McNabbs and Menger searched around, but there was no trace of the exile.This group of gangsters flew away like a group of harmful birds. It was too strange to escape so suddenly, so everyone was a little timid.The bullock cart was like a fortress embedded in the mud, so it became the defense center, and every two people, changing every hour, took turns guarding.

Mrs. Helen was taken by Sir Peng.When Jues shot down, she was terrified and rushed to her husband's side.After a while, the brave woman came to her senses and hurriedly helped her husband into the car.When they got to the car, they tore off their clothes, exposing the wound, and asked McNabbs to examine it.The major said it was just a traumatic injury, not a sinew or bone.Despite the profuse bleeding, Jazz managed to raise his injured arm and waved his hand, expressing that the injury was not too serious and reassuring his friends.Once the wound was bandaged, he called for an account of what had happened.

McNabbs spoke first, and all the traveling companions, except Wilson and Mullardy, who stood guard outside, listened in silence. Before returning to the main story, the major narrated a passage that Mrs. Helen didn't know, namely: a group of exiles from Perth absconded, fled in Victoria, committed a murder on the railway, etc., first.Afterwards, the major handed the Australia and New Zealand daily newspaper bought from Samuel to Mrs. Helen, and added: Peng.Jue Si is a habitual criminal with many crimes. His notoriety is well known, and the police authorities are offering a reward for his arrest!

But what everyone is most concerned about is how the major knows that Ayrton is Peng.Feels like.This, for other traveling companions, is a mystery.The Major explained as follows: Ayrton made a poor first impression on the Major.The Major was instinctively alert.Little things that hardly mattered, such as the exchange of glances between the boatswain and the blacksmith on the Vimera; Ayrton's hesitation as he passed through every town; Another example is that the animals in his hands died one after another strangely; also, his language and attitude are always vague and ambiguous.All these signs are enough to arouse the suspicion of a careful person.

However, had the shock of the previous night taken place, the major would not have dared to conclude directly that Ayrton was the leader of the bandits. The major, having crept into the tall undergrowth that night, stalked the suspicious figures which had attracted his attention.Those fungus plants emit a faint white light, which plays a role in illuminating. There were only three figures looking at the footprints on the ground and the hoofprints of horses and cows. One of them was the blacksmith who was putting on horseshoes at the black spot. That's them, says one. Yes, that's right, replied another, the trefoil horseshoe is printed here.

It has been like this from the Vimera River to here. All their horses were dead, and the poisonous weed really worked. This stomach bean grass is so effective that even a cavalry horse can reimburse him. The three stopped talking afterward, and the major went on to narrate. I followed them for a while, and then they talked again: Peng.Juss is very good, said the blacksmith, he has made Captain Grant's story so perfect and vivid, that he is a sailor!If this is a success, we'll be rich!I still call him Peng.Think about it, how loud the name is!Having said this, the three villains left the gum forest.I went back to my tent, tossing and turning sleeplessly, thinking that the convicts in Australia had not all been reformed as the geographers said!M. Paganel, don't be offended by me saying this!

The major fell silent. His traveling companions were quietly thinking about what had happened. ah!Good Ayrton!Sir's face turned pale with anger. It turned out that the purpose of bringing me here is to rob me and kill us! That's right!The major answered in the affirmative. So, from the Vimera River, his cronies have been following us, looking for opportunities to lay hands on us, haven't they? Yes! Then this damned Ayrton must not be a sailor on the Britannia?And his certificate of service was stolen too? Everyone looked at the major with anxious eyes, and they had already considered this point.

We can quite clear up the confusion, said MacNabbs, who is always so composed, I think, the man's real name is Ayrton.The so-called Peng.Juss, is his nickname of a grassroots bandit, and it is undeniable that he knew Captain Grant and was a sailor on the Britannia, otherwise, he could not have known the details we have mentioned.Moreover, the conversations of his accomplices can also be used as circumstantial evidence.We can be sure: Peng.Jues is Ayrton, just as Ayrton is Peng.Like Juss, that is to say, the sailor on the Britannia became the leader of a gang of exiles. Everyone agreed that the major's explanation was correct.Now, Sir said, can you also explain how and why Captain Grant's men came to Australia?

How I came to Australia, I don't know, the major replied, the police authorities don't necessarily know this question, let alone explain why.However, the mystery will be solved one day. Could it be that the police authorities even Ayrton and Peng.Jues is alone and doesn't know?Jazz asked again. Yes!The major said that if the authorities knew about this major accident, they would help us find clues. From this point of view, Mrs. Helen said that those people must have wanted to commit crimes by infiltrating Mr. O'Moore's manor? No doubt, replied the major, that he must have wanted to do something to the Irishman, and when a good opportunity came upon him, he changed his plans and began to plot against us.The fellow heard the Sir's full account, and heard the news of the shipwreck, and he just took advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.Once the trip across Australia was decided, they set off with us.It was at the Vimera that he, in collusion with his fellow blacksmith at Blackpoint Station, tampered with the horseshoes.Since then, his accomplice has become a tail that we cannot shake off.Ayrton, that cruel fellow, poisoned our horses and our cattle with weeds.At last, seeing the time was right, he tricked us down to the Snowy River, and put us at the mercy of his scoundrels. McNabbs pieced together the facts that sum up Peng.All the historical facts of Jues and his crimes are almost exposed.Now everyone saw the fellow's true face: he turned out to be a bold, vicious outlaw.Now that his intention to join the traveling team has been exposed, the Jazz have to remain vigilant.At any rate, a person who exposes his mask is less dangerous than a spy who hides inside. It's okay if the situation is not explained clearly, but once it is explained, it will definitely have a negative impact.While people are talking about what happened in the past, Miss Mary is thinking about the future alone.Captain Mengel saw her pale, sad face, without a smile, and looked very desperate.He knew what Miss Mary was thinking at this moment. Miss Mary!Miss Mary!why are you cryingMeng Ge quickly called her. My child, what are you crying for?said Mrs. Helen. O my father!Madame, my father, he Mary can't go on.However, with this mention, everyone understood what she was going to say.From her crystal clear tears, it can be seen how heavy her heart is at this time, and his father's name was swallowed back on her lips. As soon as Ayrton's conspiracy was exposed, all hopes were shattered like colorful soap bubbles.In fact, the Britannia never ran aground in Tuff Bay, and Captain Grant never even set foot on the land of Australia. It was the convict nonsense who tricked Jazz and his party into the mainland. In this way, the incorrect interpretation of the document once again led the search astray. Everyone looked at the two Grant brothers and sisters who were frowning, and they were all silent.Who can find words of hope to comfort them then?Robert wept in his sister's arms. What an unfortunate encounter with this incomplete document, which has us all racking our brains.The venerable geographer seemed really angry with himself, and slapped his head with his hands, wishing he would collapse. At this time, Jazz went out to Murady and Wilson who were standing guard outside. There was silence on the plain, and large dark clouds gathered in the sky.In this dull and numb atmosphere, you can hear a needle drop in the ground, and the silence is uncomfortably quiet.The gang of exiles has gone far away.A large group of birds landed on the low branches of the forest, a few kangaroos were grazing leisurely, and a pair of windbirds boldly poked their heads out of the bushes.It all goes to show that no one is there to disturb that tranquility. Have you seen anything unusual this hour?Sir asked the two sailors. No, my lord, replied Wilson, the convict is probably far from here now. Maybe Peng.Jues ran down to the foot of the Alps, and Murady went on to say that in order to strengthen their strength, they would find some wandering bandits as accomplices. Quite possibly, Jazz replied, the bastards were bad.They are afraid of our fine weapons and may sneak up on us again in the night.When it gets dark, we need to be even more vigilant.If only we could get out of right and wrong and go to the east coast as soon as possible!It's a pity that the river flooded and cut off our way.Or if I can buy a raft to help us cross the river, I don't care if it costs more. Why don't we use local materials and make a raft?Wilson said, there are trees here! No, Wilson, this river is unusual, it is a rapid, and it cannot be crossed. At this time, the captain, the major and the geographer came to Sir.They had come to observe the state of the Snowy River.Due to the heavy rain just after, the river surged and the current was turbulent.The turbulent and stormy waves impacted and swirled, forming many bottomless whirlpools, and it was impossible to turn the tide inside. The river is impassable, said the captain, but we can't help standing here.Now, it is even more necessary to do what Ayrton had to do before turning his face. What does this mean?Sir asked. I mean, we've got to call for help, and if we can't get to Tuff Bay, we've got to send someone to Melbourne.There is one last horse left, sir, give it to me, and send me for help. But it's too dangerous, the sergeant said. There are robbers in this area, and there are Peng.The people of Jues guarded it. I have taken this into consideration.But the situation is urgent.It cannot be delayed any longer.I will try to take a trip in a week, sir, what do you think? Before the Sir made a decision, I made a small request, and the geographer interrupted, saying that there is nothing wrong with sending someone to Melbourne, but Menger must never go, because he is the captain of the ship and the leader of the dragons. It is not easy to take risks.Or I'll go for him. You are quite right, Monsieur Paganel, interrupted MacNabbs again, but why should you go? The two of us can go to Melbourne.Wilson and Mulla said in unison. Do you think I'm afraid of running the 320 kilometers on horseback?It's more suitable for me to go!the major went on. Be quiet, be quiet, friends!Jazz shouted that one of us must be sent, but I don't know who is the best, let's draw lots.Paganel, put our names on paper Sir, your name cannot be written!said the captain quickly. why? Your wound has not fully healed and cannot be separated from Mrs. Helene's care. Yes!Sir, echoed Paganel, you cannot leave the caravan. Sir, your duty is to stay here and command everyone, you can't go away.So did the major. There were a lot of difficulties and dangers on this trip, Sir said, I should also share, how can I push my share to others?Stop talking, just write your name!And I hope I'm the first to pull it out! Everyone saw that Jazz was so determined, so we had no choice but to follow him.Put his name with everyone's names, and draw lots; the result was Murat, and Mulla jumped for joy. Sir, I am ready to go.He said. Jazz held Murady's hand tightly to express his congratulations.Then everyone went back to the car, leaving only the major and the captain standing guard.Lady Helen immediately knew the decision to send to Melbourne and the result of the lottery.She also encouraged Mu Ladi, which moved the sailor very much.Because everyone knows Mulladi, he is brave, smart, strong, and able to bear hardships and stand hard work, so they all say that he is the most suitable for this task. As he prepared the horse, he considered the danger of the triangular horseshoe, so he casually exchanged it with the horseshoe on the dead horse's hoof last night.In this way, it would be difficult for the exiles to recognize the tracks of the horses of the caravan, and since they had no horses, they could not fail to catch up with Murat. When Wilson got his horse ready, Sir was going to write to his first mate, Austin.However, because my arm was injured and I couldn't move, I had to ask a geographer to write it for me.At this time, the scholar was distracted, he did not notice the surrounding things, and he was still concentrating on the document.He thought over and over the words on the document, hoping to find a new clue, so he explained left and right in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out, as if he was drowning in a sea of ​​difficult problems.The Sir asked Paganel to write, but he did not hear, and Glenarvan had to repeat, and then he came to himself: ah!OK, I'll write for you! As he spoke, he mechanically prepared a blank sheet of paper, and then, with a pencil in his hand, he listened to the jazz read.Glenarvan said: Tom.Austin, set sail at once, take the Duncan to After the geographer finished writing this word, he happened to see the Australia and New Zealand daily newspaper on the ground.The newspaper is folded, and the registration only reveals the word aland.Paganel stopped writing, as if forgetting what he was doing. What's the matter with you, Monsieur Paganel? ah!cried Paganel. What's on your mind?McNabbs asked. Nothing, nothing! Then, Paganel lowered his voice and repeated: Alan [Note: aland. 】Alan, Alan!He had already stood up, holding the newspaper in his hand, shaking it back and forth, as if he had a lot to say, but he swallowed hard.The two female guests, Robert Jr., and Sir couldn't figure out why he was so bewildered and frightened.The geographer suddenly seemed to go crazy, but after a while, he gradually calmed down again. The smug light in his eyes was gone now.He sat down again, and said quietly: Go on, sir! The sir read on, and the full text of the instruction reads as follows: Tom.AUSTIN, set sail at once and put the Duncan to the point where the 37th parallel south crosses the east coast of Australia. Australia?Paganel said to himself, ah!Yes, it's Australia! He finished the letter in one breath and handed it to Jazz for signature.Greenarvan just got hurt.My arm hurts badly, and I scribbled a sign.After the envelope was sealed, Paganel, whose hands were still shaking because of his excitement, wrote the name and address on the envelope with trembling hands: Melbourne, Hs Duncan Tom.austin first mate Afterwards, Paganel got out of the ox cart, gesticulating and chanting those inexplicable words as he walked: alan!alan!New Zealand [Note: New Zealand. 】! The day since the letter was written has been uneventful.Murady's gear was ready, and the honest and brave sailor felt glad to have an opportunity of showing his loyalty to his knight. The geographer regained his composure and normalcy.It was clear from his eyes that he had a very troubled mind, but he seemed determined not to speak of it, no doubt for his own reasons, for MacNabbs heard him muttering , as if he was sulking, and unconsciously said such a sentence: No, no!Said they will not be afraid!And, what's the use now?It's too late! After a while, the geographer began to explain to Murady some necessary knowledge on the way to Melbourne. He spread the map and drew the route with his finger.All the paths in the meadow lead to the main road of Lukenow.After the main road goes south to the coast, it makes a sharp turn and turns to Melbourne.When walking along this road, never take a shortcut for convenience in an unfamiliar place. Therefore, the route couldn't be easier, and Murady will never get lost.As for the danger, there must be Peng within a few kilometers of the camp.Juss and his party were in ambush, and there was no danger beyond this distance.Mu Ladi promised that as soon as he passed through the gangster's ambush area, he could quickly throw the gang of exiles far away and complete the task as soon as possible. At six o'clock, it began to rain cats and dogs again.The tents couldn't keep out the rain, so everyone had to go to the ox cart to have dinner.This bullock cart is really very solid, it is deeply sunken in the soil, as solid as a fortress built on a stone foundation.As for weapons, they had seven carbines and seven pistols, as well as sufficient ammunition and food, and it was no problem to resist for a few days.And the Duncan can sail to Tufu Bay in less than six days.In another twenty-four hours the crew might reach the other side of the Snowy River, and if they could not cross, at least the exiles would be compelled to retreat when they saw that we had strong reinforcements.However, the realization of all this depends on the success of Murady's adventure.At eight o'clock, the night was already dark, and it was time to leave.He led the horse for Mu Ladi, and for the sake of caution, wrapped the horse's hooves with cloth, so that the horse walked without making any noise.The horse seemed weary before we set off, but all the travelers' hopes rested on his smooth and healthy legs. McNabbs persuaded Murad to save horsepower once he broke through the sphere of influence controlled by the exiles.It is better to be half a day late than to give up halfway. Be sure to reach the destination. The captain gave his sailor a pistol already loaded with six rounds.A calm and brave person, holding such a powerful weapon, can fight all of them in a few seconds, even if he encounters a few strong men blocking the way, it is no problem. Sir, Mrs. Helen, Miss Mary and Murad shook hands, and Murad got on the saddle.Glenarvan told him repeatedly: This letter must be delivered to Tom.Austin, without a moment's delay, set sail for Tuff Bay at once.If we can't meet us in Tufu Bay, it means that we haven't been able to cross the Snowy River, please come to the rescue as soon as possible!Now go, my good sailor, and God bless you! Thus, on a dark and stormy night, the treacherous way through the boundless wilderness would have been difficult for any one else, but for the strength of the sailor's will.The sailor didn't say much farewell, just said: Goodbye!Sir!After a while, it disappeared on the path along the edge of the woods. Now the wind intensified, and the eucalyptus branches creaked sullenly in the dark.Sometimes, people can still hear the sound of some dead branches falling on the wetland. Those tall trees have long since dried up, but they have been standing upright, and now some of them have been blown down by the strong wind.The wind was howling, the woods were rustling, the river was roaring, and all this was mixed into a clamor.Large swaths of dark clouds were driven eastward by the wind, sticking to the ground like patches of smoke.The eerie darkness added to the terror of the stormy night. After Mu Ladi left, the passengers returned to the ox cart, and the space was so small that they had to huddle together and curl up.Lady Helene, Miss Mary, Sir, and the Geographer were in the front compartment, the doors and windows tightly shut; Aubier, Wilson, and Robert were huddled together in the back compartment.McNabbs and the captain stood guard outside the door.This kind of vigilance is necessary, because exiles may carry out sneak attacks at any time. The night blew gusts of cold wind on the faces of the two faithful sentinels, but they endured it patiently.Because the enemy is most likely to make troubles in the dark, the two of them kept their eyes wide open as much as possible, and penetrated into the night shadow. Amidst the sound of the storm, the ears could not hear anything. Sometimes, however, a moment of tranquility breaks the raging wind, which seems tired and wants to stop to catch its breath.Only the Snowy River moaned incessantly among the still reeds and gum trees, and this sudden lull made the night all the more eerie.McNabbs and Captain Mengel listened more carefully to what was going on around them. Just then, a shrill cry reached their ears, and Menger walked up to the major and asked: Did you hear that? I heard it, is it a man or a beast? It looks like someone is calling.replied the captain. Then, the two suddenly heard that incomprehensible cry. At the same time, there seemed to be gunshots, but they couldn't hear them clearly.Just then, the strong wind picked up again, and they couldn't hear each other clearly.So, they ran downwind of the car and stood there. The traveling companions in the car also heard the ominous screams and gunshots. Jazz opened the door curtain and walked to the two traveling companions who were standing guard. Where did the gunshots come from?he asks. from there.said the captain, pointing at the same time with his hands to the gloomy path by which Mulladi set out. how far? The wind is strong and the sound travels fast, but it is at least about five kilometers away. Let's go and see!Said the sergeant, he raised his carbine and was about to go. can not go!McNabbs said that this may be a trick to trick us out of the bullock cart. What if Mu Ladi was beaten to death by those gangsters?the sergeant added, taking the major's hand. We will know the result tomorrow.McNabbs answered calmly, resolutely forbidding Sir to take any useless adventures. You can't leave, let me go and see alone!Mengel said. You can't go either!The major said very firmly, do you want to let people kill for nothing and gradually weaken our strength?In that way, we will kill ourselves.If our good sailor is sacrificed, it is a misfortune, but misfortune cannot be followed by another misfortune!His death was doomed, for he went by lot, and if I were like him, I would never ask for help. In any case, McNabbs was right to keep the Jazz and the captain.If they did go, there was little chance of them surviving.On such nights, to seek out the sailors, or run to the convicts lying in wait among the bushes, was tantamount to throwing oneself in a trap.Besides, there were not many people left in the caravan, and they couldn't afford another sacrifice. However, Sir seemed unwilling to hear these reasons. He gripped his carbine tightly and turned around the car, listening to the slightest sound.He tried his best to look through the dark darkness, and he seemed to see his subordinates being beaten to death by others, and even heard the cries of those who were loyal to him, and the exiles hurt the sailor extremely cruelly, Taking pleasure in killing, thinking of this, my heart feels like a knife is piercing.The major was at a loss of ideas at this moment, wondering if he could keep Glenarvan, lest he be impulsive and run to the enemy's gunpoint to die. Sir, said the major, calm down and take your friend's advice.You have to think of Lady Helen, Miss Mary and other traveling companions in the tiger's den!And, where are you going?Do you know where Mulla is?He was probably ambushed on the road two kilometers away, which road was it?Do you know which way you should go? When the major said this, there was another cry for help, but it was very weak. you listen!Sir said. The cry for help came from the side of the gunfire, less than half a kilometer away.Jazz pushed the major aside desperately now, and ran for the path.Suddenly, I heard an intermittent voice: Help!help!The voice was extremely miserable, full of despair.The captain and major followed suit.After a while, they saw a figure running along the forest path, crawling and crawling, humming and moaning. It was Mu Ladi who came. He was injured and was half dead.When his traveling companions carried him back to the ox cart, he was covered in blood. The rain was getting heavier and the wind was blowing crazier.As soon as they arrived, the people in the carriage were stunned.After waking up, everyone quickly moved out of the way and settled down Mu Ladi.The major took off the sailor's jacket, blood and rain dripped from his clothes.He found the wound, which was stabbed under the right flank by someone else. The major set to work at once, and bound it up skillfully.As for whether the knife hurt the vitals, McNabbs couldn't say for sure.Murad's life and death are in the hands of God, and bright red blood gushes out of the wound one after another. Murad's face is pale, his eyes are closed tightly, and he is dying. The injury like that is indeed serious.McNabbs washed the wound first, covered it with a thick layer of tinder, then covered it with several layers of gauze, and bound it up.The bleeding finally stopped, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.Mu La was lying reclined, with his left side down, his head and chest were swollen and high, Madam Helen fed him a few sips of water.After a quarter of an hour, Mulla twitched, then slowly opened his eyes, and murmured something, but couldn't hear clearly.The major put his ear close to his mouth, and heard him keep saying: Sir, Letter, Penjus MacNabbs repeated the same words, and looked at his traveling companions.What does Murady's words mean?Did Penjues block our sailors and ask us to ask for help?and that letter Sir hurriedly touched the sailor's pocket, and was shocked. The letter to the first mate Tom Austin was missing.The night passed in uneasiness and melancholy. What everyone was most worried about at the moment was the life of Mu Ladi, who was having a high fever at the moment.Lady Helene and Miss Mary became the most ardent nurses, and their kind hands were constantly busy, as never was a patient received such attention. It was dawn and the rain stopped.Thick dark clouds were still rolling in the sky, the ground was covered with dead branches, the road was very muddy, and the car sank even deeper.Getting in and out of the car has become difficult, but the car has sunk to the bottom and will not go any deeper.The captain, major, and Jazz ran around the camp to scout the terrain at dawn. They walked along the blood-stained path, but they never found Peng.Traces of Jues and his henchmen.They walked all the way to the place where the incident happened last night. There were two corpses lying there, killed by Mu Ladi, and one of them was the blacksmith at Black Point Station.After his death, his face was ashen, his whole face was deformed, and his appearance was frightening to death. To be prudent, never run too far.So, they stopped searching and went back the same way. The seriousness of the situation made them fall into deep thought. Is it time to send another person to Melbourne?Jazz finally broke the atmosphere of silence. People are indispensable!The captain replied, my sailor has not completed the task, let me take over! Can't do it, Mengele.You know, running 300 kilometers, even a horse is not good enough? The horse that Mu Ladi rode away never appeared.Was it killed?Or ran away in the wilderness?Or was it taken by exiles?If only you could find it. Anyway, said Jazz again, we can no longer be apart.Wait for eight days, or fifteen days, until the water in the Snowy River sinks, and then we will slowly reach Tufu Bay!Then, think of a proper way to send a message to the Duncan, telling it to come to the east coast. There is only this way to go.said the geographer. Therefore, my friends, said the sir again, let us not go away again.Running around in this gangster's ambush circle alone is too dangerous.Now, God bless our poor sailor with his life, and keep us all safe! Sir's words contained two points, and both were true: first, let no one go to hell again; and second, wait patiently on the banks of the river until the water falls and can be crossed.They crossed the river, and it was only 22 kilometers away from the border city of Deloitte in South Wales, where it was not difficult to find transportation to Tuff Bay.Moreover, in Tufu Bay, you can send a telegram to Melbourne and give orders directly to the Duncan. This approach is smart, but it is a pity that the decision is only now.If the Sir hadn't sent Murat to ask for help, he wouldn't have been murdered, and this unfortunate incident wouldn't have happened. After they returned to the camp, they saw that the sorrow on the face of their traveling companions had dissipated a little, and they felt that Murat might There is hope for salvation. He's better, he's better!Little Robert went up to them and said. Is Murat better? Yes!Mrs. Helen replied that the illness had eased, and the major was relieved that his life would not be in danger. Where did the major go?Jazz asked. On the sailor's side.Mu Ladi desperately wanted to talk to him, not to be disturbed by anyone. At this time, Mu Ladi had regained consciousness and his fever subsided.But as soon as he was sane and able to talk, the first thing he did was to go to Sir or the Major.Seeing his weak appearance, McNabbs wanted to avoid talking to him as much as possible, but Mullady insisted that the major had to listen. The conversation went on for several minutes before Sir returned, and the major had to convey it. The major called Glenarvan out of the car and joined his friends under the gum tree where the tent was pitched.The Major's heart was now more heavy than usual.As soon as his eyes fell on Lady Helene and Miss Mary, he expressed extreme uneasiness. Sir asked the major what happened, and the major gave a brief account of the conversation just now: After our sailor left camp, he followed the path which Paganel had shown him.He hurried on, at least as fast as the night would allow.After walking about three kilometers, a few people approached him. He thought there were five people.The horse stood up in shock.Mu Ladi grabbed his gun and hit, and the two fell down.In the flash of the gun.He recognized Peng.felt.After all, few people suffer, so far, before the bullets in his gun have been fired, he has been stabbed in the right flank and fell off the horse. However, he hadn't passed out yet, and the murderers thought he was dead.He felt his person being searched, and heard some words, "I found the letter," said one of the convicts.bring it!Peng.Jues replied that with the letter, the Duncan will fall into our hands. When the major said this, Jazz couldn't help being taken aback, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. The major went on: Now, quickly bring the horse back to me, Peng.Jues said, I can board the Duncan in two days and arrive at Tuff Bay in six days.All of us will meet at Tuff Bay.Glenarvan and his party were still waiting in the mud!Hurry up and cross the river at the Gemberbe Bridge, and wait for me on the shore.Of course I have a way to get you on board.After you get on the ship, let the people on the ship feed the bastards, and we will be kings in the ocean when we get the Duncan.Wow!Great Peng.feel!Support Peng.feel!The exiles all cried out.Murati's horse quickly came back, Peng.Jues got on his horse and galloped towards the main road of Luke Nuo, and disappeared after a while.At the same time, his party was also moving southeast, apparently to cross the Snowy River.Although Mu Ladi was seriously injured, he still insisted on running back and reporting the serious situation. When he was 300 meters away from the camp, he almost passed out and we carried him back.The above is all that Murady told me, and the major summed it up, you should now understand why the brave sailor insisted on speaking! The inside story was finally revealed, and everyone panicked.pirate!It turned out to be pirates!Sir yells, my crew will die, my Duncan will fall into their hands! Isn't it!Peng.Jues' purpose is to rob that ship!the major replied, then So!We must get to the beach before the bandits!Before the major had finished speaking, the geographer interrupted. How can we cross the Snowy River?Wilson asked. 我們抬他走，輪流著抬他；只要有辦法，我們就得盡力而為，總不能讓我們的同伴在敵人手中白白送命吧？ 由根卜爾別橋過斯諾威河，這辦法是可行的，但是也得冒險，因為流犯可能守在橋頭，不讓他們通行。果真如此，他們至少會用三十個人來對付七個人的，但現在也管不了這麼多了，能闖過去就得闖，闖不過去也要闖！ 爵士，在冒險走最後一步棋之前，孟格爾說，還是先去偵察一下更穩當些。我負責去吧。 我陪你去，孟格爾。地理學家應聲說。 爵士同意了這個建議，船長和巴加內爾立刻動身。他們朝斯諾威河走去，沿著河岸，一直走到彭．覺斯說的那個地方。為了不讓流犯們發現，他們在河邊高大的蘆葦叢中曲曲折折地走著。 天色很晚了，還沒有看見這兩位全副武裝的勇敢的夥伴的影子。大家都焦急萬分地等待著。 最後，將近深夜十一點鐘了，威爾遜報告說他們回來了。巴加內爾和船長來回跑了十六公里，累得疲憊不堪。 找到橋了沒有？爵士迎上去就問。 找到了，一座藤條紮的橋，船長說，流犯們已從橋上過去了，只是 just what?爵士著急地問，預料到肯定又有新的不幸發生。 可惡的傢伙把橋給燒斷了！地理學家失望地回答。