Edward Phillips Oppenheim, The Great Impersonation — Chapter XIX (1920)
“ Dominey muttered. "I have hacked my way through some queer country in Africa.""There's nowt like this wood in the world, sir," the old man asserted doggedly. "The bottom's rotten from end to end and the top's all poisonous. The birds die there on the trees. It's chockful of reptiles and unclean things, with green and purple fungi, two feet high, with poison in the very sniff of them. The man who enters that wood goes to his grave." ”
