Angels and Women (1924)

48 ANGELS AND WOMEN
i
behind the western forest, we drew into the
quiet cove where we had first landed. Tranquillity
was in some measure restored as distance
increased between ourselves and the
appalling scenes of the morning, yet was the
evening benediction of Allimades unusually
earnest. Fatigued by the unwonted adventures
of the day, all of the party, except myself,
were soon wrapped in deep slumber.
Cheros and Aldeth rested quietly under a
palm-tree on shore, my parents reclined upon
a platform raised under the tent-screen, and
I lay upon a mat at their feet. The air was
serene and I tranquilly rested, listening to
the only sound that varied the intensity of
silence--the ripple of the river as it lightly
flowed past our boat.
Forgotten by the world, far from any
human habitation, in the midst of a great
wilderness, shrouded by the shadows of
night, what cause was there for apprehension
? Yet some unwonted agitation--a fear,
or rather an expectation--rendered me for a