She by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
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"Are the three white men there?" asked the form. "Yes, they are there." "Then bring up that which is made ready for them, and let the men take all that can be brought from the thing which floats." Hardly had he spoken when men came running up, carrying on their shoulders neither more nor less than palanquins--four bearers and two spare men to a palanquin--and in these it was promptly indicated we were expected to stow ourselves. "Well!" said Leo, "it is a blessing to find anybody to carry us after having to carry ourselves so long." Leo always takes a cheerful view of things. There being no help for it, after seeing the others into theirs I tumbled into my own litter, and very comfortable I found it. It appeared to be manufactured of cloth woven from grass-fibre, which stretched and yielded to every motion of the body, and, being bound top and bottom to the bearing pole, gave a grateful support to the head and neck. Scarcely had I settled myself when, accompanying their steps with a monotonous song, the bearers started at a swinging trot. For half an hour or so I lay still, reflecting on the very remarkable experiences that we were going through, and wondering if any of my eminently respectable fossil friends down at Cambridge would believe me if I were |
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