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THE WRECK

steamer ploughed on steadily, and in the bright hues of the autumn sunshine the banks slid past like some peaceful but ever-changing vision — a panorama of rice-fields landing-places, sandy slopes, farm-steadings, and tin-roofed markets, with here and there a little group of travellers waiting under the shade of an ancient banyan tree for the ferry-boat. From time to time the ripple of Kamala's laughter in the neigh- bouring cabin reached Ramesh's ear through the pleas- ant stillness of the autumn afternoon. "How beauti- ful it all is and how remote!" was the refrain that it set up in his heart.

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