Затерянный мир

For once I was the Hero

           Then,asquickasaflash,cameanexpressionofoverpoweringfear.Therewasacrashofbrokenboughsasitdivedwildlydownintothetangleofgreen.Icaughtaglimpseofahairybodylikethatofareddishpig,andthenitwasgoneamidaswirlofleavesandbranches.

           "What’sthematter?"shoutedRoxtonfrombelow."Anythingwrongwithyou?"

           "Didyouseeit?"Icried,withmyarmsroundthebranchandallmynervestingling.

           "Weheardarow,asifyourfoothadslipped.Whatwasit?"

           Iwassoshockedatthesuddenandstrangeappearanceofthisape-manthatIhesitatedwhetherIshouldnotclimbdownagainandtellmyexperiencetomycompanions.ButIwasalreadysofarupthegreattreethatitseemedahumiliationtoreturnwithouthavingcarriedoutmymission.

           Afteralongpause,therefore,torecovermybreathandmycourage,Icontinuedmyascent.OnceIputmyweightuponarottenbranchandswungforafewsecondsbymyhands,butinthemainitwasalleasyclimbing.Graduallytheleavesthinnedaroundme,andIwasaware,fromthewinduponmyface,thatIhadtoppedallthetreesoftheforest.Iwasdetermined,however,nottolookaboutmebeforeIhadreachedtheveryhighestpoint,soIscrambledonuntilIhadgotsofarthatthetopmostbranchwasbendingbeneathmyweight.ThereIsettledintoaconvenientfork,and,balancingmyselfsecurely,Ifoundmyselflookingdownatamostwonderfulpanoramaofthisstrangecountryinwhichwefoundourselves.

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