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"
I
agree
with
you
there
,
"
said
Glenarvan
;
"
but
now
tell
us
,
Paganel
,
how
it
is
that
the
leaves
grow
in
this
fashion
?
"
"
From
a
purely
physical
cause
,
friends
,
"
said
Paganel
,
"
and
one
that
you
will
easily
understand
.
In
this
country
where
the
air
is
dry
and
rain
seldom
falls
,
and
the
ground
is
parched
,
the
trees
have
no
need
of
wind
or
sun
.
Moisture
lacking
,
sap
is
lacking
also
.
Hence
these
narrow
leaves
,
which
seek
to
defend
themselves
against
the
light
,
and
prevent
too
great
evaporation
.
This
is
why
they
present
the
profile
and
not
the
face
to
the
sun
's
rays
.
There
is
nothing
more
intelligent
than
a
leaf
.
"
"
And
nothing
more
selfish
,
"
added
the
Major
.
"
These
only
thought
of
themselves
,
and
not
at
all
of
travelers
.
"
Everyone
inclined
to
the
opinion
of
McNabbs
except
Paganel
,
who
congratulated
himself
on
walking
under
shadeless
trees
,
though
all
the
time
he
was
wiping
the
perspiration
from
his
forehead
.
However
,
this
disposition
of
foliage
was
certainly
to
be
regretted
,
for
the
journey
through
the
forest
was
often
long
and
painful
,
as
the
traveler
had
no
protection
whatever
against
the
sun
's
fierce
rays
.
The
whole
of
this
day
the
wagon
continued
to
roll
along
through
interminable
rows
of
eucalyptus
,
without
meeting
either
quadruped
or
native
.
A
few
cockatoos
lived
in
the
tops
of
the
trees
,
but
at
such
a
height
they
could
scarcely
be
distinguished
,
and
their
noisy
chatter
was
changed
into
an
imperceptible
murmur
.
Occasionally
a
swarm
of
par-roquets
flew
along
a
distant
path
,
and
lighted
it
up
for
an
instant
with
gay
colors
;
but
otherwise
,
solemn
silence
reigned
in
this
vast
green
temple
,
and
the
tramp
of
the
horses
,
a
few
words
exchanged
with
each
other
by
the
riders
,
the
grinding
noise
of
the
wheels
,
and
from
time
to
time
a
cry
from
Ayrton
to
stir
up
his
lazy
team
,
were
the
only
sounds
which
disturbed
this
immense
solitude
.
When
night
came
they
camped
at
the
foot
of
some
eucalyptus
,
which
bore
marks
of
a
comparatively
recent
fire
.
They
looked
like
tall
factory
chimneys
,
for
the
flame
had
completely
hollowed
them
out
their
whole
length
.
With
the
thick
bark
still
covering
them
,
they
looked
none
the
worse
.
However
,
this
bad
habit
of
squatters
or
natives
will
end
in
the
destruction
of
these
magnificent
trees
,
and
they
will
disappear
like
the
cedars
of
Lebanon
,
those
world
monuments
burnt
by
unlucky
camp
fires
.
Olbinett
,
acting
on
Paganel
's
advice
,
lighted
his
fire
to
prepare
supper
in
one
of
these
tubular
trunks
.
He
found
it
drew
capitally
,
and
the
smoke
was
lost
in
the
dark
foliage
above
.
The
requisite
precautions
were
taken
for
the
night
,
and
Ayrton
,
Mulrady
,
Wilson
and
John
Mangles
undertook
in
turn
to
keep
watch
until
sunrise
.
On
the
3d
of
January
,
all
day
long
,
they
came
to
nothing
but
the
same
symmetrical
avenues
of
trees
;
it
seemed
as
if
they
never
were
going
to
end
.
However
,
toward
evening
the
ranks
of
trees
began
to
thin
,
and
on
a
little
plain
a
few
miles
off
an
assemblage
of
regular
houses
.
