"I don't wish harm to any man upon the face of this little earth, but if that prahu and all on board are going to the bottom, it will be a blessing indeed." This respite gave the Malay boatmen heart, and bending once more to their task, they strove hard to send the sampan onward so as to get round a curve of the stream where the trees of the jungle grew high upon the bank and spread far out over the river. This bend once passed, they would be out of sight when the prahu cleared the bushes. It was a long way ahead, and the shouting and confusion seemed so terribly close at hand that the doctor fully expected another shot; but he paddled bravely on, and at last this part of their task was achieved, giving them a fresh sensation of relief as they saw the wide, open stretch of river before them, with its verdant, tree-shaded banks. But they looked in vain for help: the stream was clear of boats, and the doctor knew that concealment was now their only chance. The Malay-- Ismael--knew it too, for, raising his paddle from the water, he pointed to a dense spot that seemed admirably adapted for a hiding-place; the doctor nodded assent, and with a sweep of the paddle the course of the boat was altered, her head being set across the stream. Then, as the doctor looked back to see that they were not followed, a warning cry from the boatmen made him lower his head, just as the sampan glided in beneath the overhanging boughs, and they floated on in a pleasant arcade of leafy boughs, the grateful shadows shutting them entirely from the sight of passers-by upon the river, whose glittering surface they surveyed through a thick screen of leaves. VOLUME THREE, CHAPTER EIGHTEEN. "I WISH YOU SUCCESS." "Gone at last, my dear!" exclaimed Mrs Bolter. "I'm sure that woman will drive me mad." Then, turning to the Resident--"I feel now, Mr Harley, as if I ought to have opposed it much more strenuously. I don't like his running up and down the country like this, and I'm very much troubled about it. Of course I don't put any faith in what such a woman as that Mrs Barlow would say, but she would keep hinting that there is more in these journeys than we know of. I feel, of course, that I ought not to stoop to notice such remarks, but when one is left like this they will make an impression. I don't think the doctor ought to have gone away and left me alone." "I sincerely wish that he had not gone," said the Resident; "but Doctor Bolter's ardent love of natural history and his belief in discovery must be his excuses for a great deal."