THE POMEROON TRAIL 91 



men know it here, and had seen it gradually 

 fray out into single aged outcasts, brooding on 

 thoughts rooted and hidden in the mystery of 

 the Far East. From the water and the jungle 

 the trail had vouchsafed us glimpses and whis- 

 pers of the wild creatures of this great conti- 

 nent, of the web of whose lives we hoped to 

 unravel a few strands. The end of the trail was 

 barred with the closed toll-gate of memory. 



