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It’s Just the very Biggest Thing in the World
Nearlyallofthemweretotallyruined—anirreparableloss.Thisisoneofthefewwhichpartiallyescaped.Thisexplanationofdeficienciesorabnormalitiesyouwillkindlyaccept.Therewastalkoffaking.Iamnotinamoodtoarguesuchapoint."
Thephotographwascertainlyveryoff-colored.Anunkindcriticmighteasilyhavemisinterpretedthatdimsurface.Itwasadullgraylandscape,andasIgraduallydecipheredthedetailsofitIrealizedthatitrepresentedalongandenormouslyhighlineofcliffsexactlylikeanimmensecataractseeninthedistance,withasloping,tree-cladplainintheforeground.
"Ibelieveitisthesameplaceasthepaintedpicture,"saidI.
"Itisthesameplace,"theProfessoranswered."Ifoundtracesofthefellow’scamp.Nowlookatthis."
Itwasanearerviewofthesamescene,thoughthephotographwasextremelydefective.Icoulddistinctlyseetheisolated,tree-crownedpinnacleofrockwhichwasdetachedfromthecrag.
"Ihavenodoubtofitatall,"saidI.
"Well,thatissomethinggained,"saidhe."Weprogress,dowenot?Now,willyoupleaselookatthetopofthatrockypinnacle?Doyouobservesomethingthere?"
"Anenormoustree."
"Butonthetree?"
