Thoughts came fast after this, but more and more confused, till they were so mixed that the listener could pick out nothing clear from what had become a mental tangle in which he grew so weary that nothing seemed to matter in the least, and he did not trouble about anything more till a voice said:
“Come, Brace, isn’t it time you roused up?”
The reply was a dull thump on the floor caused by the young man rolling out of his berth, to find his brother half-dressed, and that the troubles of the night had been merely dreams, for a glance out of the cabin window showed that the brig’s stern was in mid-stream, with the muddy water turned to ruddy gold by the rising sun, in whose rays the current flashed and looked glorious beyond the power of words to paint. The banks of trees which dipped their boughs right into the stream, instead of looking mysteriously black, were also glowing with colour, and in several parts full of moving life, as birds of brilliant hues flitted from bough to bough, and an excited company of active monkeys swung themselves here and there in their eagerness to get a view of the strange object which had invaded their forest home.
It was settled at once over breakfast that a boat should be manned directly after the meal, so that a landing might be effected on one or the other shore, the forest promising endless attractions for the naturalists.
“All right, gentlemen,” said Captain Banes; “the boat shall be ready, for there isn’t a breath of air this morning.”
“Why do you speak like that?” said Sir Humphrey, noting the captain’s manner. “What has the wind to do with it?”
“Only that if there was a breeze I should advise you to take advantage of it and go on up the river, for you’ll do no good here except by shooting from the boat.”
“Oh, but we must land and go up country a bit,” cried Brace.
“It isn’t to be done, squire,” said the captain. “Take your glass when you go on deck, and you’ll see that the forest is all one tangle, through which you’d have to cut your way, unless you can find a creek and pole the boat along among the trees.”
“There must be a creek in yonder,” said Briscoe, “where we heard that great alligator splashing.”