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About this time there was one person whom both the Doctor and I were / continually reminded of, and continually wishing for, and that was Long / Arrow, the Indian naturalist whom we had met in Spidermonkey Island. To / be sure, he had never admitted to the Doctor that he had had speech with / plant life. But his knowledge of botany and the natural history of the / Vegetable Kingdom was of such a curious kind we felt that here he would / have been of great help to us. Long Arrow, the son of Golden Arrow, / never booked a scientific note in his life. How would he-when he was / unable to write? Just the same he could tell you why a certain colored / bee visited a certain colored flower; why _that_ moth chose _that_ shrub / to lay its eggs in; why this particular grub attacked the roots of this / kind of water plant.
Often of an evening the Doctor and I would speak of him, wondering where / he was and what he was doing. When we sailed away from Spidermonkey / Island he was left behind. But that would not mean he stayed there. A / natural-born tramp who rejoiced in defying the elements and the / so-called laws of Nature, he could be looked for anywhere in the two / American continents.