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"
An
enormous
tree
.
"
"
But
on
the
tree
?
"
"
A
large
bird
,
"
said
I.
He
handed
me
a
lens
.
"
Yes
,
"
I
said
,
peering
through
it
,
"
a
large
bird
stands
on
the
tree
.
It
appears
to
have
a
considerable
beak
.
I
should
say
it
was
a
pelican
.
"
"
I
can
not
congratulate
you
upon
your
eyesight
,
"
said
the
Professor
.
"
It
is
not
a
pelican
,
nor
,
indeed
,
is
it
a
bird
.
It
may
interest
you
to
know
that
I
succeeded
in
shooting
that
particular
specimen
.
It
was
the
only
absolute
proof
of
my
experiences
which
I
was
able
to
bring
away
with
me
.
"
"
You
have
it
,
then
?
"
Here
at
last
was
tangible
corroboration
.
"
I
had
it
.
It
was
unfortunately
lost
with
so
much
else
in
the
same
boat
accident
which
ruined
my
photographs
.
I
clutched
at
it
as
it
disappeared
in
the
swirl
of
the
rapids
,
and
part
of
its
wing
was
left
in
my
hand
.
I
was
insensible
when
washed
ashore
,
but
the
miserable
remnant
of
my
superb
specimen
was
still
intact
;
I
now
lay
it
before
you
.
"
From
a
drawer
he
produced
what
seemed
to
me
to
be
the
upper
portion
of
the
wing
of
a
large
bat
.
It
was
at
least
two
feet
in
length
,
a
curved
bone
,
with
a
membranous
veil
beneath
it
.
"
A
monstrous
bat
!
"
I
suggested
.
