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"My dear Harry--if this were the case, we should find traces of our own footsteps, some signs of our passage; and I can really see nothing to indicate our having passed this way." "But I see something," I cried, in an impetuous tone of voice, as I rushed forward and eagerly picked up something which shone in the sand under my feet. "What is it?" cried the astonished and bewildered Professor. "This," was my reply. And I handed to my startled relative a rusty dagger, of singular shape. "What made you bring with you so useless a weapon?" he exclaimed. "It was needlessly hampering yourself." "I bring it? It is quite new to me. I never saw it before--are you sure it is not out of your collection?" "Not that I know of," said the Professor, puzzled. "I have no recollection of the circumsta