could still see the dark forms of the savages moving about. It was a
question now whether they were about to follow us, as they had
approached among the boughs along the channel; and if so, whether they
could make more rapid progress than we could by keeping in the stream,
and swimming, or wading whenever the depth of water would allow us to do
so. Although we had lost sight of them, we were not free from anxiety,
as they might possibly at any time again burst out upon us. All we
could do, therefore, was to continue going ahead as fast as possible.
How thankful we felt that Marian had been sent on before us; for had we
been compelled to tow or push the raft, our progress must of necessity
have been much slower. We, of course, kept anxiously looking out for
her and our father and Arthur, expecting every moment to come upon them;
but we had not calculated sufficiently the time we had remained on the
branch after they had left it, and consequently the distance they had
probably got ahead.

On and on we swam, or waded. The denseness of the vegetation on either
side would have prevented us making our way along the bank, even had
there been dry ground. We could only hope that this would effectually
put a stop to the progress of our pursuers.

At last, so great and continuous had been our exertions, we all began to
feel tired. I should have been more so, had not Tim and Kallolo helped
me along. Thankful we felt, I repeat, that Marian and our father had
not been compelled to make the violent efforts we were doing. Marian
could not possibly have kept up, and we must all have been delayed on
her account. We now stopped to listen; and hearing no sounds, agreed
that we might venture to rest on the projecting trunk of a tree till our
strength had been somewhat restored. Going on a little way further, we
found one which would accommodate us all, and from which we could obtain
a view both up and down the channel. We climbed on it; and for the
first time I felt my limbs trembling all over,--the result of the
efforts I had made. Uncle Paul observed me, and taking my hand, said,
"I am afraid, Guy, that these exertions will be too much for you."

"Oh no, Uncle Paul; I shall soon be better," I answered. "I am more
anxious about Marian and my father than about myself. If I knew that
they were in safety, I could go through the same again without
complaining."

"As for them, I have no fear," he observed. "They had so long a