It was Kiddiwee speaking. Of that there could be no doubt. But where was he? And where was Tibbs? She felt ashamed at having been happy even for a moment, when they were lost, and perhaps in great peril. “See!” said Waomba. And as Coppertop looked, she saw them both. They were many, many miles away, and yet she saw them clearly, which, of course, was due to the magic spell of Waomba; and not only could she see them, but she could hear them as well. And this is what she heard and saw. CHAPTER XII. LOST IN A FOREST Tibbs was blown many miles by the gale which had wrecked the four-posted Bed. At last he found himself passing over the silver sands of a strange coast, and fell at the edge of a forest which grew almost down to the water. As soon as he recovered his breath, he picked himself up, in no way hurt, and very excited to find himself in a strange country. He stood up, brushed the sand from his clothes, and looked round him. As he did so, he spied a black speck upon the sand, just beyond the reach of the angry breakers. Running towards this, he found, as he drew near, that it was a large carved post tossed up by the sea; and then, to his amazement and joy, he caught sight of the golden head of Kiddiwee beside it. The two brothers fell into each other’s arms, and Kiddiwee wept with joy, and even Tibbs had tears in his eyes. “Well, this IS an adventure!” he said. “’Es, it is!” replied the little chap. “But I do wish Cece was here!” “Perhaps she is,” said Tibbs, with more cheerfulness than he felt. The thought of Coppertop filled him with fear as to what had become of her. “I shouldn’t wonder,” he continued, “if she hasn’t been blown here, too. Perhaps she is looking for us in the forest. Come on, we’ll hunt for her. She may be lost!” And so saying, the two boys flew into the dense forest. They could see very little at first, because it seemed so dim, after the bright sunlight outside, but soon they made out great tree-trunks reaching up out of sight and lost in the thick foliage. Strange creepers twined through the branches of the trees, like never-ending serpents; masses of bright scarlet flowers showed here and there, and clusters of orchids shone from the green of the undergrowth. To the eyes of the two adventurous boys, the forest seemed peopled with strange shapes; great arms shot up and twined round the shoulders of the trees; weird plant faces grinned up from the deep shadows, and all the trees and plants and creepers appeared to be struggling with each other to reach the air and sunshine above. The hot, moist air was rank with the smell of decaying leaves, and Tibbs and Kiddiwee gasped for breath. As they passed what seemed to be the limb of a tree, it suddenly coiled up and hissed in their faces, and they were terrified to find that it was a huge boa-constrictor. This so frightened them, that they flew on rapidly, without noticing where they were going, till Kiddiwee said--