Part 3 (1/1)

Such a sleep! The rough jolting of the cart over an almost impa.s.sable road was never enough to break the spell of slumber. When we awoke the blazing tropic sun was past the midday mark of morning, s.h.i.+ning full into our unprotected and well-nigh blistered faces.

A pack of dogs were heralding our approach to a little village at the foot of the mountains where ponies were procured to take us back to the post.