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I was the Flail of the Lord

           "Bytheway,"hecontinued,comingbacktohischair,"whatdoyouknowofthisProfessorChallenger?"

           "Ineversawhimtilltoday."

           "Well,neitherdidI.It’sfunnyweshouldbothsailundersealedordersfromamanwedon’tknow.Heseemedanuppisholdbird.Hisbrothersofsciencedon’tseemtoofondofhim,either.Howcameyoutotakeaninterestintheaffair?"

           Itoldhimshortlymyexperiencesofthemorning,andhelistenedintently.ThenhedrewoutamapofSouthAmericaandlaiditonthetable.

           "Ibelieveeverysinglewordhesaidtoyouwasthetruth,"saidhe,earnestly,"and,mindyou,IhavesomethingtogoonwhenIspeaklikethat.SouthAmericaisaplaceIlove,andIthink,ifyoutakeitrightthroughfromDarientoFuego,it’sthegrandest,richest,mostwonderfulbitofearthuponthisplanet.Peopledon’tknowityet,anddon’trealizewhatitmaybecome.I’vebeenupan’downitfromendtoend,andhadtwodryseasonsinthoseveryparts,asItoldyouwhenIspokeofthewarImadeontheslave-dealers.Well,whenIwasupthereIheardsomeyarnsofthesamekindtraditionsofIndiansandthelike,butwithsomethin’behindthem,nodoubt.Themoreyouknewofthatcountry,youngfellah,themoreyouwouldunderstandthatanythin’waspossibleANYTHIN’!Therearejustsomenarrowwater-lanesalongwhichfolktravel,andoutsidethatitisalldarkness.Now,downhereintheMattoGrande"heswepthiscigaroverapartofthemap"orupinthiscornerwherethreecountriesmeet,nothin’wouldsurpriseme.Asthatchapsaidto-night,therearefifty-thousandmilesofwater-wayrunnin’throughaforestthatisverynearthesizeofEurope.

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