Chapter 48 53.Victory return

Eleven days after leaving the island, on March 18, the Duncan came within sight of the coast of America, and the next day she lay anchor in Talkawalo Bay. It sailed for 5 months and came back. During these 5 months, it strictly followed the 37th parallel south latitude and circled the earth for one week.This memorable trip, unprecedented in the annals of British travel agencies, passed through Chile, Pampa, the Argentine Republic, the Atlantic Ocean, the Quenya Islands, the Indian Ocean, and the Amsterdam Islands. , Australia, Dabao Island, and across the Pacific Ocean.Their efforts were definitely not in vain, and they carried the lost crew of the Britannia back to their homeland.

A check of the number showed that none of the honest Scots who responded to the lord was missing, and all returned to their ancient Scotland. This expedition was just like the "War Without Tears" in ancient history. After replenishing fuel and other supplies, the Duncan sailed along the coast of Patagonia, around Cape Horn, into the Atlantic Ocean, and proceeded smoothly. Nothing has been smoother than this part of the voyage.The cruise ship is full of happiness.There are no more secrets on board, and even Mengele's love for Mary has become an open matter.There was, however, one more mystery which puzzled the major.Why did Paganel keep his clothes so tightly wrapped, his tie so tightly tied, and his scarf round his ears?The major has been itching in his heart, and he wants to know what happened.But no matter how much he cross-examined, how much he insinuated, how much he guessed and doubted, Paganel always refused to sell his account.

He was so dead on, he wouldn't undo a single button when the Duncan crossed the equator and the deck was scorching in fifty degrees. "How careless he is, he thought he was in the cold of St. Petersburg!" said the major, seeing that he was wrapped in an overcoat, as if mercury had froze in a thermometer. Finally, on May 9, 50 days after leaving Takahuano Bay, Menger saw the lights of Cape Clear.The cruise ship sailed into St. George's Channel, crossed the Irish Sea, and turned around the Firth of Clyde. She was at anchor at Dumbarton at eleven o'clock.At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the passengers on the ship entered Macombe House amidst the cheers of the Highlanders.

When we read this, we will definitely feel: Harry Grant and his two sailors were finally saved, it was doomed long ago!Mengele and Mary were married in the old St. Mongol's Church, and it was too early for the Moorton priests who had prayed for Harry Grant nine months ago to come to bless his daughter and his savior. It is doomed!In the future, Robert will be a seaman like Harry, and a seaman like Mengele, and with the strong support of Sir Glenarvan, he will continue Captain Grant's great career plan, which is also predestined! However, Paganel cannot be a bachelor all his life, is this also preordained?It is also likely to be doomed long ago.

Sure enough, the heroic work of this learned geographer was bound to cause a sensation, but his careless jokes were well-known in Scottish society.Everyone wants to see him, you invite, I invite, he entertains, and all kinds of entertainment keep him busy. Just at this time, it so happened that a lovely young lady of thirty, a cousin of Major MacNabbs, also somewhat eccentric, but kind and pretty, fell in love with the geographer's eccentricity, Willing to marry him. She also had a dowry of a million francs, but the woman avoided talking about it. Paganel was not indifferent to Miss Arobella's favor, but he dared not express it.

So the major came forward and tried his best to match up this natural couple.He even told Paganel that the "last carelessness" he could do was to marry. This made Paganel very difficult, strange to say, he always hesitated, could not say a "yes". "Is it because you don't like Miss Arobella?" the major asked her. "Ah! Major, she is so lovely!" exclaimed Paganel, "she is so lovely that if I had to tell the truth, I would rather she were not so lovely, and I would wish she had some defects." "Well, don't worry, she is flawed, and she is not one. Even the most perfect woman has a flaw. So, Paganel, have you decided?"

"I can not." "What is it, my learned friend! Why do you hesitate so much?" "I'm not good enough for Mademoiselle Arorabe!" replied Paganel, and repeated it many times. But why it is not worthy, I will not go on. One day, Paganel was cornered by the major who was relentlessly watching him, and finally, under the guarantee of absolute secrecy, he told the major about a special feature of his body, which was so "special" that if the police If the police want to arrest him, they will find it based on this characteristic. "Is that the reason?" exclaimed the major.

"It is for this reason!" Paganel confirmed again. "What does it matter, my venerable friend?" "You don't think it matters?" "Not only is it irrelevant, on the contrary, it is even more wonderful that you have this characteristic! This has added an advantage to you! In this way, you really become the incomparable one that Miss Arobella dreamed of. What a wonderful person!" The major was always talking so solemnly, without smiling at all, while Paganel was agitated and uneasy. The major ran to see Miss Arobella and talked only for a while. Fifteen days later, a wedding ceremony was held with great excitement in the chapel of Malcombe House.The groom, Paganel, was dressed in a heroic manner, but the buttons on his clothes were tightly buttoned, and the bride, Miss Alara Bella, was dressed like a fairy.

Paganel's secret should have been kept secret for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly, the major told Glenarvan, and Glenarvan told Mrs. Helen, and Mrs. Helen was in Mrs. Menger—Mary's. There was a sentence in front of him.At last, as soon as the secret had reached Mrs. Aubinet's ears, it was made public. It turned out that Paganel had been a captive in a Maori home for three days, and was tattooed by the Maori, not with a little pattern, but from the heel to the shoulder. He had a large kiwi tattooed on his chest. The bird, with its two wings outstretched, was pecking at his heart.

It was the only sad thing Paganel encountered on that great trip, and he could never console himself, never forgive New Zealand.It is precisely because of this that although everyone persuaded him many times and he himself missed his motherland, he refused to return to France.He was afraid that the Geographical Society would come back with a stabbed secretary, who would immediately become the object of concern of cartoonists and newspapers, and even the Society would become a laughing stock because of his involvement. As for Captain Grant's return to the motherland, all Scots celebrated him, as if it was a great joyous event for the whole nation, and Captain Harry Grant became a well-known figure in Scotland.His son Robert later became a sailor like himself, and like Captain Menger, and, with the support of Sir Glenarvan, worked hard to realize the plan of establishing a Scottish colony in the Pacific.