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"Yes." "And, after twenty days, having reached the front of the curtain of vapour, they were both carried down into the gulf of the cataract?" This time Hunt did not reply in the affirmative; he hesitated, he stammered out some vague words; he seemed to be trying to rekindle the half-extinguished flame of his memory. At length, looking at me and shaking his head, he answered,-- "No, not both. Understand me--Dirk never told me--" "Dirk Peters" interposed Captain Len Guy, quickly. "You knew Dirk Peters?" "Yes." "Where?" "At Vandalia, State of Illinois." "And it is from him that you have all this information concerning the voyage?" "From him." "And he came back alone--alone--from that voyage, having left Arthur Pym." "Alone!" "Speak, man--do speak!" I cried, impatiently. Then, in