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Part 1—South America-21
“Oh, more than that, my Lord.” “Impossible!” said Paganel. “Oh, but it must be. It was when Pepe was born. There were two prisoners.” “No, three!” said Glenarvan. “Two!” replied the Sergeant, in a positive tone. “Two?” echoed Glenarvan, much surprised. “Two Englishmen?” “No, no. Who is talking of Englishmen? No; a Frenchman and an Italian.” “An Italian who was massacred by the Poyuches?” exclaimed Paganel. “Yes; and I heard afterward that the Frenchman was saved.” “Saved!” exclaimed young Robert, his very life hanging on the lips of the Sergeant. Yes; delivered out of the hands of the Indians.” Paganel struck his forehead with an air of desperation, and said at last, “Ah! I understand. It is all clear now; everything is explained.” “But what is it?” asked Glenarvan, with as mu
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