&quot;GREAT Caesar&#39;s ghost! The people in that canoe are women!&quot;<br />Charters made his characteristic exclamation with an excited roar, passing on the glasses he had used to Halpin, as he did to those of us who had not come on deck provided with binoculars. Before they came to me, the simmer of excitement into which the curiosity, of our group had risen had swollen; and the skipper, lowering the telescope he had himself been using, smiled with a touch of irony.<br />&quot;Didn&#39;t I tell you?&quot; he demanded, quizzically.<br />&quot;Yes; but&mdash;&quot; It was hard to say who spoke.<br />The existence of Amazon Island had been doubted by most of us. The appearance of the land itself had been an actual surprise, and what we saw through our glasses was a confirmation for the fanciful story we had been told but did not quite believe.<br />&quot;The skipper has allowed himself to be gulled for once,&quot; scoffed Saunders. &quot;This Amazon Island is impossible.&quot;