"Why, what is the matter with you?" said the major.
A long body appeared. Paganel dangled from branch to branch. His hands could grasp nothing. Was he alive, or dead?
"What has got into you? Is this another of your eternal distractions?"
"Yes, yes," replied Paganel, in a voice choked with emotion (and leaves). "Yes, a distraction,—phenomenal this time."
"What is it?"
"We have been mistaken! We are still mistaken!"
"Explain yourself."
"Glenarvan, major, Robert, my friends," cried Paganel, "all you who hear me, we are seeking Captain Grant where he is not."