CHAPTER XXX.

I FIND MYSELF IN THE PARADISE OF FOOLS.

When we had regaled ourselves on the steaks of the tortugua, which is a

sweet, wholesome, and excellent meat, we rambled together into the woods

in search of fruit to quench our thirst, for water there was none save

that of the lake, which was troubled and brackish and not good to drink.

On my way I pointed out to my lady those fruits which were venomous, for

there are many such--nay, there be some plants whose flowers are

terribly unwholesome to smell--and those which are sweet and good; of

these latter we ate freely, also I did cull here and there a flower

whose delicacy and sweetness stayed her to admire.

But while we were looking for pine-nuts, which I deem the most estimable

fruit that exists, I found that which was better for quenching our

thirst than fruits. This was a tree, about twelve or fifteen fathoms

high, with leaves as broad as a hand and as long as one's forearm, which

I had found in the Oronoque country. With a cry of gladness I bade Lady

Biddy look to see a new marvel, and drawing my sword I gave the trunk a

fair cut; from this wound there started forth a thick white juice, and

by the time I had found a broad clean leaf and folded it to serve as a

vessel, the juice was running out abundantly. Clapping my folded leaf

below the wound I had in a few minutes as much as the leaf would

contain, which was the best part of a pint, and this I bade Lady Biddy

to drink of without fear. At the first sip she declared it was excellent

good milk as ever she did taste, and so it was, as I found when my turn

came to drink. This tree, I say, is common in Guiana, and I go about to

insist upon it, because I have found many here in England who would not

have it such a thing is in nature, albeit they will readily accept as

probable many stories of travelers that are outrageously impossible,

wherein they resemble him who strains at a gnat and swallows a camel.

Now being quite refreshed we returned to the shore, where, seeing the

fire yet smouldering, I bethought me to cook the rest of the tortuga as

a provision for the morrow. With a stick I raked a hole in the midst of

the embers; then at the bottom I set a flat clean stone for a hearth,

and on this I laid as much of the meat as was fit to eat, turning it

over from to time to brown on that hot stone.

As soon as Lady Biddy saw what I was at, and the manner of doing it, she

said:

"That is a woman's work, Benet, which I can do as well as you may. Leave

this business to me, I pray you, and occupy yourself with the serious

matters that are beyond my capacity": and though she meant no reproach,

I felt certain, these words put me in mind that I was in a fool's

paradise.

"Fool!" says I to myself, as I left her side, "think you this happiness

can endure? Are you so fond as to imagine that this savage life, which

is a joy for you, is fit for a lady of gentle breeding and refined

sentiments--that, because you can picture no greater joy than to live

with her alone in this wilderness, she can desire no better companion

than you? Because her mind is enfeebled by long days and nights of

suspense and terrible doubts, she rejoices like a child in the beauty of

flowers and the taste of fruits; she can join with you in laughter at

the discomfiture of her enemies; she can readily accommodate herself to

the rude necessities of her condition, but, when her mind recovers its

strength and composure, nothing in this wilderness, however beautiful

and enchanting it be, can content her for the loss of gentle friends,

and the absence of those delicate enjoyments which have made her what

she is. To-morrow she will weep, for she is a Christian lady, and thou

art but a savage."

With these arguments did I bring myself to a clearer perception of our

estate and of my duty, which was to sacrifice myself rather than Lady

Biddy; to endeavor my utmost to bring her to her friends, and therein

shrink not before any pain to myself. "And truly," adds I, addressing

myself as before--"truly your own interest prescribes this course, for

how can you hope to win the esteem of that dear creature unless you do

deserve it? If, instead of yielding her to your friends, you followed

the bent of evil inclination, and led her whither no help could reach

her, then would there be not a pin for her to choose betwixt you and

such a villain as Rodrigues; and though she regards you now with trust

and tenderness, how must her feelings change to contempt and disgust if

she find you are but an enemy, betraying her to your own selfish ends,

under the mask of friendship!"

Notwithstanding this reasoning, I was sadly downcast, and had no more

relish for duty than if the argument had been all on t'other side. And

so, being come to the edge of the sea, I stood there with my arms

folded, looking out over the sea, very down in the mouth, and as

sluggish in my mind as if I had nought to do but to stand there all the

rest of my days.

From this torpor I was aroused by Lady Biddy coming to my side, so

softly that I had not in my dull mood heard her approach, and touching

my arm.

Starting in surprise and turning about, I found her looking very gravely

and wistfully into my face; for I must think that the dear soul, seeing

me go off silent and heavy, and standing apart with a moody aspect, had

concluded that I was hurt by her taking the cooking of the tortuga out

of my hands.

"I have cooked the meat; but now," says she, with a little shrug and a

smile, "I don't know what to do with it."

An ordinary woman in her place would have asked what ailed me so

suddenly; but she was of a finer and more delicate nature, and sought to

reconcile me without causing me to blush for taking umbrage at a trifle.

For my own part I was glad to believe she had mistaken the cause of my

disorder, and was better content she should think me a fool than a

rogue. But I felt vastly ashamed of myself, for all that, to find that

my demeanor had discovered me. However, I did my best to make amends for

my sullen humor by rousing myself to a cheerful complexion as I answered

her.

"Why," says I, "the meat must be wrapped in fresh leaves, as well to

preserve it from the flies as to keep it cool and clean for our use in

traveling; and as I have not yet decided which course it will be best to

take, for it is a serious and grave question, I will leave you to seek

leaves for that purpose."

"With all my heart," says she cheerfully. "I want to be useful if I may;

but I will bring the leaves for you to see, lest the napkin poison our

food."

Thus by a little deception did I restore her better opinion of my

temper, at the same time that her pretty behavior roused me to a more

manly feeling.

Presently she comes back with a store of leaves, which I found very

proper for her use, and then away she trips to pack the meat.

When I had settled what was best to be done, I went to her and found she

had just finished her business, and admirably neat she had done it, so

that I was forced to admit I could never have succeeded so well, which I

thought it gave her great pleasure to hear.

"And have you decided what we are to do next?" she asked.

"I am not so fixed but that I should be glad to have your opinion," says

I; "and if you will come down to the point whence I have been surveying

our position, you may more readily judge what we may do for the best."

"You will make me vain, Benet," says she, with a smile.

"Now," says I, when we were come to the shore, "tell me if you can see

any trace of our pursuers opposite."

"No, I can see none of them--nothing moving," says she, after looking

intently.

"Then we may take it they are making their way round the coast to rejoin

their comrades who came in the other boat. By this time probably all the

crew is on the shore, looking for water. Unless they find a spring or a

stream to the west, which is little likely by the position of the hills,

they will come here again to the stream yonder. But to fill their

barricoes they must bring round a boat; now I can see none as far as my

vision reaches--can you?"

She scanned the distance carefully, and replied that she saw nothing

betwixt us and the ship.

"It is probable," says I, "that the men will content themselves with

fruit for the present, but when Rodrigues learns that we have taken the

boat, and that there is water in this part, he will send other boats

hither. That is not likely to happen for some hours. In the mean while

we must escape, and I think it will be best to do so in the boat. We are

too far distant to be perceived from the ship; and even if we be, we

have such a start of them as they can not hope to fetch up with us, for

if we see our pursuers a mile off we may take to the woods."

"Where do you reckon to go in the boat?" asks Lady Biddy.

"Why," says I, "betwixt the chain of hills that surrounds us and those

mountains we saw beyond, there should be a valley, and there should be a

river to carry off the waters that flow from the mountains. If we are to

find a town of Christians it should be at the mouth of that river, for

there would lie the most fitting place to receive the produce brought

down by the river from the interior parts of the country."

"Then you intend to make for that town?" says she, opening wide her

eyes, as I deemed (not without a pang of jealousy), with delight.

"Yes," says I.

"But, Benet," says she, "this may be the very town Rodrigues spoke of as

the one he intended to go to--the place where he has friends. Still, the

town must be far hence, or he would not have cast anchor where he has."

"Why, that is true," says I, greatly admiring this girl's quick

reasoning.

"In that case we may embark at once, and escape our present danger. We

ought not to lose that chance, for you see how poor I am upon my feet."

"I will not admit that; but you are right in all else you have put

forward, and so let us embark at once," says I.

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