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You lie again when Thlirteen savee Linee flom Oulang Outang you say you savee Linee. "Then you make bad talkee with Lajah Saffir at long-house. Sing hear you all timee. You tly getee tleasure away from Dlyaks for your self. Then " "Stop!" roared von Horn. "Stop! You lying yellow sneak, before I put a bullet in you." "Both of you may stop now," said Professor Maxon authoritatively.
"Been havin' a pipe, Sin?" he asked, winking at his companion. "I can smell something like opium!" "No smokee opium," murmured Sin Sin Wa complacently. "Smokee Woodbine." "Ho, ho!" laughed the other constable. "I don't think." "You likee tly one piecee pipee one time?" inquired the Chinaman. "Gotchee fliend makee smokee." The man who had poked the fire slapped his companion on the back.
A hole had been excavated in the ground, partially uncovering a heavy chest, and across this chest lay the headless body of Doctor Carl von Horn. Lieutenant May turned toward Professor Maxon with a questioning look. "It is he," said the scientist. "But the chest?" inquired the officer. "Mlaxon's tleasure," spoke up Sing Lee. "Hornee him tly steal it for long time."
It slipped up Hop sleeve the same as it had done the first time. "Now you findee um jack of hearts," he said, smilingly. Roche nodded and proceeded to look for it. "It isn't here," he said, looking surprised. "You wantee tly foolee poor Chinee," Hop declared, putting on an injured look. "You takee um card and puttee in your boot, so be." "What's that?" cried Roche, half angrily.
"For God's sake, Sing, what is the matter?" cried von Horn. "Where is Miss Maxon?" "Big blute, he catchem Linee. Tly kill Sing. Head hit tlee. No see any more. Wakee up all glone," moaned the Chinaman as he tried to gain his feet. "Which way did he take her?" urged von Horn. Sing's quick eyes scanned the surrounding jungle, and in a moment, staggering to his feet, he cried, "Look see, klick!
"No matter, cookee or guide, alle samee. Lucky we meet. Tly flish. Just ketchee from water. Cook to turnee. Plentee for all. Then go like Flank, Blob say. Sabe?" As it was nearly noon the boys were quite satisfied to make a little halt, and taste the fresh fish which the Chinaman had succeeded in coaxing from the rushing waters of the nearby Colorado. Later on they once again made a start.
His almond-shaped eyes met the other's for a few seconds, and then turned ground-ward. "Me believe me heal someone moving ovel hele," he replied, "and so me came see if anybody tly to get in." "Then what did you fall over?" asked Frobisher. "Me go look see if anybody hiding outside camp," explained Ling glibly, "and me fall ovel shafts of calt coming back.
"It lookee like countly of mias lombi. Cappen Ledwad, if dat wild debbel lib in dem wood below, bettel we go all lound. We tly closs it, may be we get eat up. Singapo tiga not so dang'lous as mias he not common kind, but gleat mias lombi what Poltugee people callee `led golilla." "The red gorilla!" ejaculated Captain Redwood. "Is it the ourang-outang you mean?" "Same ting, Sahib cappen.
"Velly nice beautiful place; ought to come here last night." "Yes, capital. We can hide here; and once inside, if we had arms, we could keep the wretches at a distance." "Don'tee want fight now," said Ching, quietly. "No swold, no shoot gun, no jolly sailor boy. Wantee eat and dlink." "Yes; let's get poor Jecks here at once." "You go fetch him; tly to walkee now: Ching go fetch eat, dlink."
"Ah, mastel," exclaimed Ling, glancing apprehensively over his shoulder; "no speak so loud. Listen. When you save my life this molning, me wish velly much that me could wain you, but me dale not then it too late. But Ling nevel folget kindness of mastel; and me tly to savee you, if can. But to do that me must pletend me velly glad you caught; pletend me velly angly against you.
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