The inescapable fate that had struck nearly everybody on board selected me as one of its last victims. In the afternoon, I lay with fever in my cabin.
I had probably attracted the evil passenger on the Aru islands whose swamps deep below sea level befoul the air with miasmas. There a part of our crew became ill. While the fever showed itself immediately in case of a sailor, I had carried the lingering illness within me. Fortunately my illness was only of a lesser degree, but I was not spared the disagreeable side effects of tropical fever, especially the great weakness.