Chapter 52

"Oh! the brutes--the brutes. Dick--why did we ever come here?" And then she stared at me with puzzled eyes. "But if it wasn't a dream--why, how did I see it? You don't mean to say--you can't mean that it wasn't a dream. That I was there, and saw it: that--that the rest of it was true as well. Dick! I can see you now, lying in that chair: those natives--and you, Mr. Maitland. My God! it hasn't really happened, has it?" With dilated eyes she stared from one to the other of us, and after a while I went and knelt besid…