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The most Wonderful Things have Happened
Augustthetwenty-eighth—thedaywesawfiveliveiguanodonsinagladeofMapleWhiteLand.Putitdowninyourdiary,myyoungfriend,andsendittoyourrag."
"Andbereadytogetthetoe-endoftheeditorialbootinreturn,"saidLordJohn."ThingslookabitdifferentfromthelatitudeofLondon,youngfellahmylad.There’smanyamanwhonevertellshisadventures,forhecan’thopetobebelieved.Who’stoblamethem?Forthiswillseemabitofadreamtoourselvesinamonthortwo.WHATdidyousaytheywere?"
"Iguanodons,"saidSummerlee."You’llfindtheirfootmarksallovertheHastingssands,inKent,andinSussex.TheSouthofEnglandwasalivewiththemwhentherewasplentyofgoodlushgreen-stufftokeepthemgoing.Conditionshavechanged,andthebeastsdied.Hereitseemsthattheconditionshavenotchanged,andthebeastshavelived."
"Ifeverwegetoutofthisalive,Imusthaveaheadwithme,"saidLordJohn."Lord,howsomeofthatSomaliland-Ugandacrowdwouldturnabeautifulpea-greeniftheysawit!Idon’tknowwhatyouchapsthink,butitstrikesmethatweareonmightythiniceallthistime."
Ihadthesamefeelingofmysteryanddangeraroundus.Inthegloomofthetreesthereseemedaconstantmenaceandaswelookedupintotheirshadowyfoliagevagueterrorscreptintoone’sheart.
