Jules Verne,
Five Weeks in a Balloon — Chapter Thirty-Fifth…
(1873)
“ He would have to wait for the departure of the blacks; then he could quit his hiding-place and run toward the borders of Lake Tchad!But by this time the Victoria was disappearing in the distant sky. Joe still determined to wait for her; she would come back again, undoubtedly. She did, indeed, return, but farther to the eastward. Joe ran, gesticulated, shouted--but all in vain! A strong breeze was sweeping the balloon away with a speed that deprived him of all hope.For the first time, energy and confidence abandoned the heart of the unfortunate man. He saw that he was lost. ”
