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Summerlee
had
lain
down
and
slept
upon
the
sand
,
but
we
others
roamed
round
the
edge
of
the
water
,
seeking
to
learn
something
more
of
this
strange
country
.
Twice
we
found
pits
of
blue
clay
,
such
as
we
had
already
seen
in
the
swamp
of
the
pterodactyls
.
These
were
old
volcanic
vents
,
and
for
some
reason
excited
the
greatest
interest
in
Lord
John
.
What
attracted
Challenger
,
on
the
other
hand
,
was
a
bubbling
,
gurgling
mud
geyser
,
where
some
strange
gas
formed
great
bursting
bubbles
upon
the
surface
.
He
thrust
a
hollow
reed
into
it
and
cried
out
with
delight
like
a
schoolboy
then
he
was
able
,
on
touching
it
with
a
lighted
match
,
to
cause
a
sharp
explosion
and
a
blue
flame
at
the
far
end
of
the
tube
.
Still
more
pleased
was
he
when
,
inverting
a
leathern
pouch
over
the
end
of
the
reed
,
and
so
filling
it
with
the
gas
,
he
was
able
to
send
it
soaring
up
into
the
air
.
"
An
inflammable
gas
,
and
one
markedly
lighter
than
the
atmosphere
.
I
should
say
beyond
doubt
that
it
contained
a
considerable
proportion
of
free
hydrogen
.
The
resources
of
G.
E.
C.
are
not
yet
exhausted
,
my
young
friend
.
I
may
yet
show
you
how
a
great
mind
molds
all
Nature
to
its
use
.
"
He
swelled
with
some
secret
purpose
,
but
would
say
no
more
.
There
was
nothing
which
we
could
see
upon
the
shore
which
seemed
to
me
so
wonderful
as
the
great
sheet
of
water
before
us
.
Our
numbers
and
our
noise
had
frightened
all
living
creatures
away
,
and
save
for
a
few
pterodactyls
,
which
soared
round
high
above
our
heads
while
they
waited
for
the
carrion
,
all
was
still
around
the
camp
.
But
it
was
different
out
upon
the
rose-tinted
waters
of
the
central
lake
.
It
boiled
and
heaved
with
strange
life
.
Great
slate-colored
backs
and
high
serrated
dorsal
fins
shot
up
with
a
fringe
of
silver
,
and
then
rolled
down
into
the
depths
again
.
The
sand-banks
far
out
were
spotted
with
uncouth
crawling
forms
,
huge
turtles
,
strange
saurians
,
and
one
great
flat
creature
like
a
writhing
,
palpitating
mat
of
black
greasy
leather
,
which
flopped
its
way
slowly
to
the
lake
.
Here
and
there
high
serpent
heads
projected
out
of
the
water
,
cutting
swiftly
through
it
with
a
little
collar
of
foam
in
front
,
and
a
long
swirling
wake
behind
,
rising
and
falling
in
graceful
,
swan-like
undulations
as
they
went
.
It
was
not
until
one
of
these
creatures
wriggled
on
to
a
sand-bank
within
a
few
hundred
yards
of
us
,
and
exposed
a
barrel-shaped
body
and
huge
flippers
behind
the
long
serpent
neck
,
that
Challenger
,
and
Summerlee
,
who
had
joined
us
,
broke
out
into
their
duet
of
wonder
and
admiration
.
"
Plesiosaurus
!
A
fresh-water
plesiosaurus
!
"
cried
Summerlee
.
"
That
I
should
have
lived
to
see
such
a
sight
!
We
are
blessed
,
my
dear
Challenger
,
above
all
zoologists
since
the
world
began
!
"
It
was
not
until
the
night
had
fallen
,
and
the
fires
of
our
savage
allies
glowed
red
in
the
shadows
,
that
our
two
men
of
science
could
be
dragged
away
from
the
fascinations
of
that
primeval
lake
.
Even
in
the
darkness
as
we
lay
upon
the
strand
,
we
heard
from
time
to
time
the
snort
and
plunge
of
the
huge
creatures
who
lived
therein
.
At
earliest
dawn
our
camp
was
astir
and
an
hour
later
we
had
started
upon
our
memorable
expedition
.
Often
in
my
dreams
have
I
thought
that
I
might
live
to
be
a
war
correspondent
.
In
what
wildest
one
could
I
have
conceived
the
nature
of
the
campaign
which
it
should
be
my
lot
to
report
!
Here
then
is
my
first
despatch
from
a
field
of
battle
:
Our
numbers
had
been
reinforced
during
the
night
by
a
fresh
batch
of
natives
from
the
caves
,
and
we
may
have
been
four
or
five
hundred
strong
when
we
made
our
advance
.
A
fringe
of
scouts
was
thrown
out
in
front
,
and
behind
them
the
whole
force
in
a
solid
column
made
their
way
up
the
long
slope
of
the
bush
country
until
we
were
near
the
edge
of
the
forest
.
Here
they
spread
out
into
a
long
straggling
line
of
spearmen
and
bowmen
.
Roxton
and
Summerlee
took
their
position
upon
the
right
flank
,
while
Challenger
and
I
were
on
the
left
.
It
was
a
host
of
the
stone
age
that
we
were
accompanying
to
battle
--
we
with
the
last
word
of
the
gunsmith
's
art
from
St.
James
'
Street
and
the
Strand
.
