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Chapter 12
"WhatisWeil’sdisease,Luke?Yousaidyouweren’tinanydanger,butitlookstomeasifyou’vebeenverysickindeed."
"Oh,it’sjustsomesortofjaundicemostcuttersgetsoonerorlater.Thecaneratscarryit,wepickitupthroughacutorsore.I’mingoodhealth,soIwasn’ttoosickcomparedtosomewhogetit.ThequackssayI’llbefitasafiddleinnotime."
Climbingupthroughagreatgorgefilledwithjungle,theroadledinland,ariverinfullspateroaringandtumblingbelow,andatonespotamagnificentwaterfallspillingtojoinitfromsomewhereupabove,rightathwarttheroad.Theydrovebetweenthecliffandtheanglingwaterinawet,glitteringarchwayoffantasticlightandshadow.Andastheyclimbedtheairgrewcool,exquisitelyfresh;Meggiehadforgottenhowgoodcoolairmadeherfeel.Thejungleleanedacrossthem,soimpenetrablenooneeverdaredtoenterit.Thebulkofitwasquiteinvisibleundertheweightofleafyvineslyingsaggingfromtreetoptotreetop,continuousandendless,likeavastsheetofgreenvelvetflungacrosstheforest.UndertheeavesMeggiecaughtglimpsesofwonderfulflowersandbutterflies,cartwheelingwebswithgreatelegantspeckledspidersmotionlessattheirhubs,fabulousfungichewingatmossytrunks,birdswithlongtrailingredorblondtails.
LakeEachamlayontopofthetableland,idyllicinitsunspoiledsetting.Beforenightfelltheystrolledoutontotheverandaoftheirboardinghousetolookacrossthestillwater.
