himself in deep water and attempted to swim, found himself among boulders again and attempted to grapple with them. Then he reached the falls.
They were unspectacular as falls go in that country—a drop of ten feet or less—but they were enough for Dr. Messinger. At their foot the foam subsided into a great pool, almost still, and strewn with blossom from the forest trees that encircled it. Dr. Messinger’s hat floated very slowly towards the Amazon and the water closed over his bald head.
no mention of emotions or expressions making it seem very to the paint factual
I almost missed it