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"Well, you are a chap! Don't you know I was always very fond of fishing?" "I know you like fishing, for I saw you enjoying it that day when " "Steady!" cried Rodd. "I've done," said Morny. "But I don't want you to have done." "Why, you forbade me to touch upon what you call dangerous ground." "Bah! That's another thing. I don't want you to be grateful.

He had the apartments in the Rue du Morny on his hands, too, until the beginning of March; and even a millionaire seldom cares to waste such a rental as Parisian proprietors exact for houseroom in a fashionable quarter. So he decided upon going to Arden at once which was essential and returning directly he had adjusted matters with his bailiff, and done a morning's work with his architect.

It was said. It was credible. Every Minister of Interior drew a salary from the San Tome mine. It was natural. And Pedrito intended to be Minister of the Interior and President of the Council in his brother's Government. The Duc de Morny had occupied those high posts during the Second French Empire with conspicuous advantage to himself.

But no alarm was raised; not a sound reached the adventurers, and to Rodd it seemed as if, after terrible periods of agony, three heavy loads had been lifted from his breast. He wanted to whisper a few words to Morny, who all through had been seated by his side, but nothing but the pressure of hand upon arm passed between them, while they could hardly hear the doctor breathe.

"All right, gentlemen! Here we are at last! I'd just swear to this tree and that other big one right across the river." "Yes," cried the doctor; "this, I am quite certain, is where we set up our tent the night we missed our guide." "The morning, uncle," cried Rodd. "Yes, boy; I should have said the morning. Look, Morny! You do not speak. Isn't this our last halting-place on our way up?"

"I say, Morny," cried Rodd, "enough's as good as a feast." "Yes, sir," cried Joe, "and we have got enough and the feast to come, for these look as if they'd be good. Shall we put ashore?"

Now, look here; why should the French hate the English?" "Because the English never did us anything but harm." "Nonsense!" said Rodd coolly. "Now, look here, suppose you and I had a good fight, and I got the best of it gave you an unlucky crack on the bridge of your nose, and made both your eyes swell up so that you couldn't see." "Well, it would be very brutal," said Morny.

"He doesn't seem to take notice of anything." "These things have grown common to him," replied Morny quietly; "but don't look only at the trees on the banks. Cast your eyes down sometimes into the clear water." "Don't say there are any of those great reptiles here," said Rodd hurriedly. "No, I have not seen one to-day; but look at the fish we disturb.

"Most singular thing," said the doctor. "We can't go away and leave him alone in these wilds. But have everything ready for an immediate start, and we must wait." "I say, Morny," said Rodd, "what do you make of this? Here, stop a minute, though. Can you think of any way by which he could go?" Morny shook his head.

"Poor creatures, they have been so ill-used by the white people with black hearts who come to these shores that they think the food you have put there is the bait of a trap." "To catch blackbirds! Why, of course! They think we want to carry them off for slaves. They're as bad as old Captain Chubb; eh, uncle? He took us for slavers, Morny, when uncle wanted to engage him.