“I tell you it’s there,” declared Lieutenant Hazen decisively. “It may not be a civilized city, but it’s no Indian village or native town. It’s big—at least a thousand houses—and they’re built of stone or something like it and not of thatch.” “You’ve been dreaming, Hazen,” laughed Fenton. “Or else you’re just trying to jolly us.”…
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