294 
CHAPTER XXL 
PORTUGUESE TIMOR SOLITUDE AND SICKNESS SUCCOUR IN 
DISTRESS RETURN OF H, DEPARTURE FROM TIMOR 
A MEDINA- MENA DO — SURABAYA— CONCLUSION. 
20th May, 
There is a long blank in my journal, of which 
you probably need no explanation. You guess 
that I succumbed to illness — a fever as much 
nervous as malarial. Day after day for a fort* 
night, ere ten in the morning I was in high 
fever, and until afternoon lay in delirium, un- 
conscious of my surroundings. At first I was 
able to change my clothing and turn my mat* 
tress, and in the early morning came some little 
strength, with which I made preparations for tlie 
day of helplessness. I placed within reach my 
paraffin stove, with rice, salt, and water, and 
hung on a rope garments ready to change. 
Every morning I meant to go out amongst the 
grass to bring in the eggs accumulating there ; 
but high winds, which made me dread a chill, 
