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"Do, then, according to your wish," said Mrs. Weldon to d**k Sand. "We shall remain here, and you shall depart with old Tom." "That is agreed upon," said Cousin Benedict, in the most tranquil manner in the world. "As for me, I am going to pay a visit to the insects of the country." "Do not go far away, Mr. Benedict," said the novice. "We urge you strongly not to do it." "Do not be uneasy, my boy." "And above all, do not bring back too many musquitoes," added old Tom. A few moments after, the entomologist, his precious tin box strapped to his shoulders, left the grotto. Almost at the same time Negoro abandoned it also. It appeared quite natural to that man to, be always occupied with himself. But, while Cousin Benedict clambered up the slopes of the cliff to go to explore the border o