a/n:as per chapter one
Holmes and companions do not belong to me
POV of Victor Trevor
Jungle Book Hunt 6
We headed across to my neighbour's plantation;
My comrades, three servants, and one trusted guide.
I admitted some doubts as we strode up the driveway;
We were bound to upset my I-hoped-to-be bride.
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Holmes picked up a handful of dust near the terrace,
Examined it closely; exclaimed in delight.
"It matches quite closely the mud in your study;
So, once again, Trevor, my theories are right!"
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I knocked, while rehearsing a good explanation;
I had never called round quite so early before.
A few seconds later my words were forgotten;
An alarmed, fair Miss Armitage opened the door.
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Her fear quickly changed to a tentative smile;
I stood and drank in the fine view for a while.
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Holmes elbowed me sharply and tipped his pith helmet,
"If we caused you alarm we are sorry indeed.
Our mission is urgent; we hope you can help us;
A word with your uncle is just what we need."
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She replied with a voice from a chorus of angels;
"I hope I can help with what troubles you so.
My uncle is out; he was in a great hurry;
He left for the jungle an hour ago."
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We made our excuses and swiftly departed.
I looked back, she smiled at me sweetly, I waved.
We had to move quickly to track down her uncle;
If my book and my future were going to be saved.
~o~
How little I knew of the perils we'd face
In that tree-filled, mysterious, dangerous place.
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to be continued...