The last place God made is surely deep in the jungles of Brazil, where the Indians treat the white man just a little better than they are treated in return -- or so thinks Neil Mallory, the dropped-out young Englishman hot for planes and decency and the last frontier. He loves Joanna (who owes him nothing just because she slept with him), who travels in the back woods with the quixotic Sister Mary in search of her sister, rightly suspected to have been zapped by the unappreciative Indians. But NeWs real involvement is with Sam Hannah, the ex-World War I flying ace who traps Neil into flying his patched-up Bristol all over no-man's land. Phony arrests, troubles with the nuns and Indians, Neil's near death at a work camp that makes Attica look like heaven, keep the action of this ridiculous tale moving so fast that the reader won't mind -- even the Hollywood ending when after all the action, Neil takes over where Sam leaves off -- home to jolly old England and a commission in the RAF as that Second World War begins.