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look down at the river winding out from the deep shadow, 
its black waters suddenly becoming spangled with silver as 
they burst over the rocks. In contrast to the open moun- 
tain-side the deep gullies which had to be crossed were dark 
as caves, and looking back I saw amongst the dense forest 
which choked them, wild bananas, their enormous leaves 
glistening in the brilliant moonlight. A little later and we 
were in Shui-kin. 
