His daughter, Jessie, however, seemed to have suspected something indeed, it is through her, as you will see, that I got this first inkling that things were not what they appeared to be.Īt the time of these events – the early nineteen-thirties- the steamer made the trip up the Berbice River only once a week. Nevinson could have had any other motive in wanting to have me accompany him and his wife and daughter into the interior had never for an instant occurred to me – nor, as I realized afterwards, to his wife. Nevinson’s firm, the Berbice Timber and Balata Company, to paint some pictures depicting jungle scenes which, if satisfactory, would adorn the walls of their head office. When the steamer left New Amsterdam the ostensible understanding was that I had been commissioned by Mr. Nevinson’s invitation to me to spend time with him and his family up the Berbice. We must have been well over half-way to our destination when I received the first hint that there might be some other reason behind Mr.
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