At the further end of the valley a waterfall tumbled and foamed in the rays of the sun which, being now almost overhead, threw its beams along the whole length of the canyon. The stream that flowed below the fall widened out into clear pools here and there, fringed by stretches of velvety sward of a vivid green. The water of this stream was of a wonderful turquoise-blue tint, different from anything, Templemore thought, that he had ever seen before; and he and Elwood gazed with admiration at its inviting pellucid pools. But most extraordinary of all were the flowers that nearly everywhere were to be seen. In shape, in brilliancy of colouring, and in many other respects, they differed entirely from even the rare and wonderful orchids and other blossoms they had come across in the vicinity of Roraima. Of trees there were not many, though a few were dotted about here and there by the side of the river; and, in places, graceful palms grew out of the rocky slopes at the sides and leaned over, somewhat after the fashion of gigantic ferns. Though the valley was so shut in, and the heat in the sun very great, yet the amount of green vegetation on all sides, the blue water, and the light-coloured, cool-looking rocks, made up a scene that was gratefully refreshing after the gloom of the forest scenes to which the explorers had been so long accustomed. Moreover, by stepping back into the cool air of the cavern, they could look out upon it all without experiencing the drawback of the intense heat. Elwood was in ecstasies. The triumphant light in his eyes, when he turned round and looked at his friend, was a thing to see. "You confounded, wretched old grumbler," he exclaimed, "what have you to say now? Is not _this_ worth coming for? Or is it that even _this_ will not suit you? Perhaps it is all too bright, the water too blue, the flowers too highly coloured, or"--here a most delicious scent was wafted across from some of the flowers--"they are perfumed too highly to please you! You haven't found fault with anything yet, and we have been here nearly five minutes!" Jack laughed; and Leonard noticed that it was more like his old, easy, good-natured laugh. "I think you are too severe upon me, Leonard," he replied. "Don't you think so, Monella?" Monella, the while, had been standing gazing on the scene like one in a dream. More than once he passed his hand across his eyes in a confused way, as though to make sure he was awake. When thus addressed, however, he seemed to rouse himself, and, without noticing the bantering question that had been addressed to him, and, extending one hand slowly towards the valley that lay before them, said, "I praise Heaven that I have been led, after many days, to the land that I have seen in my visions. _Now_ do I begin to understand why they were sent. And you too, my son," he added, looking at Leonard, "you have had your visions and your dreams. Tell me, does this not remind you of them?"