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Chapter 653
"I know all, my poor d**k, but God can yet save us! His will be done!" CHAPTER VI . THE DIVING-BELL. To this unexpected revelation d**k Sand could not reply. Besides, Mrs. Weldon had gone back at once to her place beside little Jack. She evidently did not wish to say any more about it, and the young novice had not the courage to detain her. Thus Mrs. Weldon knew what to believe. The various incidents, of the way had enlightened her also, and perhaps, too, that word, "Africa!" so unluckily pronounced the night before by Cousin Benedict. "Mrs. Weldon knows everything," repeated d**k Sand to himself. "Well, perhaps it is better so. The brave woman does not despair. I shall not despair either." Dick Sand now longed for day to return, that he might explore the surroundings of this termit
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