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"
No
,
Mr.
Harris
,
"
replied
Mrs.
Weldon
.
"
The
commercial
interests
of
my
husband
have
never
called
him
except
to
New
Zealand
,
and
I
have
not
had
to
accompany
him
elsewhere
.
Not
one
of
us
,
then
,
knows
this
portion
of
lower
Bolivia
.
"
"
Well
,
Mrs.
Weldon
,
you
and
your
companions
will
see
a
singular
country
,
which
contrasts
strangely
with
the
regions
of
Peru
,
of
Brazil
,
or
of
the
Argentine
Republic
.
Its
flora
and
fauna
would
astonish
a
naturalist
.
Ah
!
we
may
say
that
you
have
been
shipwrecked
at
a
good
place
,
and
if
we
may
ever
thank
chance
--
--
"
"
I
wish
to
believe
that
it
is
not
chance
which
has
led
us
here
,
but
God
,
Mr.
Harris
.
"
"
God
!
Yes
!
God
!
"
replied
Harris
,
in
the
tone
of
a
man
who
takes
little
account
of
providential
intervention
in
the
things
of
this
world
.
Then
,
since
nobody
in
the
little
troop
knew
either
the
country
or
its
productions
,
Harris
took
a
pleasure
in
naming
pleasantly
the
most
curious
trees
of
the
forest
.
In
truth
,
it
was
a
pity
that
,
in
Cousin
Benedict
's
case
,
the
entomologist
was
not
supplemented
by
the
botanist
!
If
,
up
to
this
time
,
he
had
hardly
found
insects
either
rare
or
new
,
he
might
have
made
fine
discoveries
in
botany
.
There
was
,
in
profusion
,
vegetation
of
all
heights
,
the
existence
of
which
in
the
tropical
forests
of
the
New
World
had
not
been
yet
ascertained
.
Cousin
Benedict
would
certainly
have
attached
his
name
to
some
discovery
of
this
kind
.
But
he
did
not
like
botany
--
he
knew
nothing
about
it
.
He
even
,
quite
naturally
,
held
flowers
in
aversion
,
under
the
pretext
that
some
of
them
permit
themselves
to
imprison
the
insects
in
their
corollas
,
and
poison
them
with
their
venomous
juices
.
At
times
,
the
forest
became
marshy
.
They
felt
under
foot
quite
a
network
of
liquid
threads
,
which
would
feed
the
affluents
of
the
little
river
.
Some
of
the
rills
,
somewhat
large
,
could
only
be
crossed
by
choosing
fordable
places
.
On
their
banks
grew
tufts
of
reeds
,
to
which
Harris
gave
the
name
of
papyrus
.
