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Carablanco。  There they found a woman living all alone。  Her husband
was away; she told them; at San Jose; but would be back to her when
the dry weather came; to look up the young cattle which were
straying in the forest。  What a life for a woman!  Nevertheless; in
talking with Mrs。 Arkwright she made no complaint of her own lot;
but had done what little she could to comfort the poor lady who was
so little able to bear the fatigues of her journey。

〃Is the road very bad?〃 Mrs。 Arkwright asked her in a whisper。

〃Ah; yes; it is a bad road。〃

〃And when shall we be at the river?〃

〃It took me four days;〃 said the woman。

〃Then I shall never see my mother again;〃 and as she spoke Mrs。
Arkwright pressed her baby to her bosom。  Immediately after that her
husband came in; and they started。

Their path now led away across the slope of a mountain which seemed
to fall from the very top of that central ridge in an unbroken
descent down to the valley at its foot。  Hitherto; since they had
entered the forest; they had had nothing before their eyes but the
trees and bushes which grew close around them。  But now a prospect
of unrivalled grandeur was opened before them; if only had they been
able to enjoy it。  At the bottom of the valley ran a river; which;
so great was the depth; looked like a moving silver cord; and on the
other side of this there arose another mountain; steep but unbroken
like that which they were passing;unbroken; so that the eye could
stretch from the river up to the very summit。  Not a spot on that
mountain side or on their side either was left uncovered by thick
forest; which had stood there untouched by man since nature first
produced it。

But all this was nothing to our travellers; nor was the clang of the
macaws anything; or the roaring of the little congo ape。  Nothing
was gained by them from beautiful scenery; nor was there any fear
from the beasts of prey。  The immediate pain of each step of the
journey drove all other feelings from them; and their thoughts were
bounded by an intense desire for the evening halt。

And then; as the guide had prophesied; the rain began。  At first it
came in such small soft drops that it was found to be refreshing;
but the clouds soon gathered and poured forth their collected waters
as though it had not rained for months among those mountains。  Not
that it came in big drops; or with the violence which wind can give
it; beating hither and thither; breaking branches from the trees;
and rising up again as it pattered against the ground。  There was no
violence in the rain。  It fell softly in a long; continuous;
noiseless stream; sinking into everything that it touched;
converting the deep rich earth on all sides into mud。

Not a word was said by any of them as it came on。  The Indian
covered the baby with her blanket; closer than she was covered
before; and the guide who walked by Mrs。 Arkwright's side drew her
cloak around her knees。  But such efforts were in vain。  There is a
rain that will penetrate everything; and such was the rain which
fell upon them now。  Nevertheless; as I have said; hardly a word was
spoken。  The poor woman; finding that the heat of her cloak
increased her sufferings; threw it open again。

〃Fanny;〃 said her husband; 〃you had better let him protect you as
well as he can。〃

She answered him merely by an impatient wave of her hand; intending
to signify that she could not speak; but that in this matter she
must have her way。

After that her husband made no further attempt to control her。  He
could see; however; that ever and again she would have slipped
forward from her mule and fallen; had not the man by her side
steadied her with his hand。  At every tree he protected her knees
and feet; though there was hardly room for him to move between the
beast and the bank against which he was thrust。

And then; at last; that day's work was also over; and Fanny
Arkwright slipped from her pillion down into her husband's arms at
the door of another rancho in the forest。  Here there lived a large
family adding from year to year to the patch of ground which they
had rescued from the wood; and valiantly doing their part in the
extension of civilisation。  Our party was but a few steps from the
door when they left their mules; but Mrs。 Arkwright did not now as
heretofore hasten to receive her baby in her arms。  When placed upon
the ground; she still leaned against the mule; and her husband saw
that he must carry her into the hut。  This he did; and then; wet;
mud…laden; dishevelled as she was; she laid herself down upon the
planks that were to form her bed; and there stretched out her arms
for her infant。  On that evening they undressed and tended her like
a child; and then when she was alone with her husband; she repeated
to him her sad foreboding。

〃Harry;〃 she said; 〃I shall never see my mother again。〃

〃Oh; yes; Fanny; you will see her and talk over all these troubles
with pleasure。  It is very bad; I know; but we shall live through it
yet。〃

〃You will; of course; and you will take baby home to her。〃

〃And face her without you!  No; my darling。  Three more days'
riding; or rather two and a half; will bring us to the river; and
then your trouble will be over。  All will be easy after that。〃

〃Ah; Harry; you do not know。〃

〃I do know that it is very bad; my girl; but you must cheer up。  We
shall be laughing at all this in a month's time。〃

On the following morning she allowed herself to be lifted up;
speaking no word of remonstrance。  Indeed she was like a child in
their hands; having dropped all the dignity and authority of a
woman's demeanour。  It rained again during the whole of this day;
and the heat was becoming oppressive as every hour they were
descending nearer and nearer to the sea level。  During this first
stage hardly a word was spoken by any one; but when she was again
taken from her mule she was in tears。  The poor servant…girl; too;
was almost prostrate with fatigue; and absolutely unable to wait
upon her mistress; or even to do anything for herself。  Nevertheless
they did make the second stage; seeing that their mid…day resting
place had been under the trees of the forest。  Had there been any
hut there; they would have remained for the night。

On the following day they rested altogether; though the place at
which they remained had but few attractions。  It was another forest
hut inhabited by an old Spanish couple who were by no means willing
to give them room; although they paid for their accommodation at
exorbitant rates。  It is one singularity of places strange and out
of the way like such forest tracks as these; that money in small
sums is hardly valued。  Dollars there were not appreciated as
sixpences are in this rich country。  But there they stayed for a
day; and the guides employed themselves in making a litter with long
poles so that they might carry Mrs。 Arkwright over a portion of the
ground。  Poor fellows!  When once she had thus changed her mode of
conveyance; she never again was lifted on to the mule。

There was strong reason against this day's delay。  They were to go
down the Serapiqui along with the post; which would overtake them on
its banks。  But if the post should pass them before they got there;
it could not wait; and then they would be deprived of the best canoe
on the water。  Then also it was possible; if they encountered
further delay; that the steamer might sail from Greytown without
them; and a month's residence at that frightful place be thus made
necessary。

The day's rest apparently did little to relieve Mrs。 Arkwright's
sufferings。  On the following day she allowed herself to be put upon
the mule; but after the first hour the beasts were stopped and she
was taken off it。  During that hour they had travelled hardly over
half a league。  At that time she so sobbed and moaned that Arkwright
absolutely feared that she would perish in the forest; and he
implored the guides to use the poles which they had prepared。  She
had declared to him over and over again that she felt sure that she
should die; and; half…delirious with weariness and suffering; had
begged him to leave her at the last hut。  They had not

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