the first cold breeze began to stir the mists of the swamps, and when the stars were glit^ tering and melting in the steel-blue of the western sky, the conductors would awake the strangers and recommence the journey. All but the initiated keep their eyes on the ground. No unnecessary conversation i…
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the first cold breeze began to stir the mists of the swamps, and when the stars were glit^ tering and melting in the steel-blue of the western sky, the conductors would awake the strangers and recommence the journey. All but the initiated keep their eyes on the ground. No unnecessary conversation interrupts the journey through the tall damp ferns, past the ghost-like forms of the grass-trees, through the deep mazes of the tangled reeds and tea-tree. When they gain a height, and when they are in sight of Wamoom, the strangers turn their backs towards it. The conductors gesticulate. They enquire whether Loo-errn will show himself. A.
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