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Chapter 787
After the lapse of some time he turned toward the doctor and said: "If I am not greatly mistaken I can see, off yonder in the distance, a throng of men or animals moving. It is impossible to make them out yet, but I observe that they are in violent motion, for they are raising a great cloud of dust." "May it not be another contrary breeze?" said the doctor, "another whirlwind coming to drive us back northward again?" and while speaking he stood up to examine the horizon. "I think not, Samuel; it is a troop of gazelles or of wild oxen." "Perhaps so, d**k; but yon throng is some nine or ten miles from us at least, and on my part, even with the glass, I can make nothing of it!" "At all events I shall not lose sight of it. There is something remarkable about it that excites my curiosity.
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