But then, how find Mrs.
Weldon again?
That she and her child had been carried away by Negoro was only too certain.

The Portuguese had separated her from her companions for reasons unknown as yet to the young novice.

But he could not doubt Negoro's intervention, and his heart was breaking at the thought of the dangers of all kinds which threatened Mrs.Weldon.
"Ah!" he said to himself, "when I think that I have held those two miserable men, both of them, at the end of my gun, and that I have not killed them!" This thought was one of those which returned most persistently to Dick Sand's mind.

What misfortunes the death, the just death of Harris and Negoro might have prevented! What misery, at least, for those whom these brokers in human flesh were now treating as slaves! All the horror of Mrs.Weldon's and little Jack's situation now represented itself to Dick Sand.

Neither the mother nor the child could count on Cousin Benedict.