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revived. “Hurry up, man,” he said, “or by heaven
            I shall have to drink sea water!” He gnawed his

            hand and stared at the gleam of silver among
            the rocks and green tangle.

            Presently he turned almost fiercely upon
            Hooker. “Give me the paddle,” he said.

            So they reached the river mouth. A little way
            up Hooker took some water in the hollow of
            his hand, tasted it, and spat it out. A little
            further he tried again. “This will do,” he said,
            and they began drinking eagerly.

            “Curse this!” said Evans suddenly. “It’s too

            slow.” And, leaning dangerously over the
            fore part of the canoe, he began to suck up
            the water with his lips.

            Presently they made an end of drinking,
            and, running the canoe into a little creek,
            were about  to land among the thick growth

            that overhung the water.
            “We shall have to scramble through this to the

            beach  to  find our  bushes and get  the  line  to the  place,” said Evans.

            “We had better  paddle round,” said Hooker.

            So they pushed out again into the river and paddled back down it to the sea, and along
            the shore to the place where the clump of bushes grew. Here they landed, pulled the
            light canoe far up the beach, and then went up towards the edge of the jungle until they
            could  see the opening of the reef and the bushes in a straight line. Evans  had taken a
            native implement out of the canoe. It was L-shaped, and the transverse piece was armed

            with polished  stone.  Hooker  carried  the paddle.  “It is  straight now  in  this direction,”
            said he, “we must push through this till we strike the stream. Then we must prospect.”

            They pushed through a close tangle of reeds, broad fronds, and young trees, and at first
            it was toilsome going, but very speedily the trees became larger and the ground beneath
            them opened out. The blaze of the sunlight was replaced by insensible degrees by cool
            shadow.  The trees became  at last vast pillars  that rose  up to a canopy of  greenery far

            overhead.  Dim  white  flowers  hung  from  their  stems,  and  ropy  creepers  swung  from
            tree to tree. The shadow deepened. On the ground, blotched fungi and a red-brown
            incrustation became frequent.




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