human
What an idea!
gpt
What a _good_ idea!
human
Your advice then?
gpt
My advice is to find the thirty-seventh parallel, just where it meets the American coast, and follow it, without deviating half a degree, to the point where it strikes the Atlantic. Perhaps we shall find on its course the survivors of the Britannia.
human
A feeble chance,
gpt
However feeble it may be, continued Paganel,
human
Look, said he,
gpt
Yes, my father is there!
human
And wherever he is, replied Glenarvan,
gpt
Yes, yes, your lordship, answered Captain Mangles;
human
Without peril, or fatigue, continued Paganel.
gpt
How many have already accomplished it who had scarcely our means for success, and whose courage was not sustained by the grandeur of the undertaking!
human
Sir, sir, exclaimed Mary Grant, in a voice broken with emotion,
gpt
Dangers! cried Paganel.
human
Who uttered the word _danger_?
gpt
Not I!
human
Danger! repeated Paganel;
gpt
Monsieur Paganel, asked Lady Helena at last,
human
Certainly I do, madam. The Indians are not cannibals; far from that, one of my countrymen whom I knew in the Society was three years prisoner among the Indians of the Pampas. He suffered, was ill-treated, but at last gained the victory in this trying ordeal. A European is a useful person in these countries. The Indians know his value, and esteem him very highly.
gpt
Well then, there is no more hesitation, said Glenarvan;
human
An easy and agreeable one, replied Paganel.
gpt
A few mountains to begin with; then a gentle descent on the eastern slope of the Andes; and at last a level, grassy, sandy plain, a real garden.
human
Let us see the map,
gpt
Here it is, my dear MacNabb. We shall begin at the end of the thirty-seventh parallel on the coast of Chili. After passing through the capital of Araucania, we shall strike the Cordilleras, and descending their steep declivities across the Rio Colorado, we shall reach the Pampas. Passing the frontiers of Buenos Ayres, we shall continue our search until we reach the shores of the Atlantic.