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It is enough for one day." The words were spoken with almost affectionate inflections. Skag was puzzled. Roderick Deal stepped to the door and spoke to a servant; returning to his seat, he smiled openly into Skag's eyes before speaking: "Now you will come with me. We must lose no time." "Yes, I want to get back to Hurda as soon as I can." "Not before the monsoon breaks.
Now Skag noticed that the dog moved with some effort, possibly with some pain; but when he arrived, Nels reared his mighty body and set his paws on Skag's two shoulders. Skag hugged him and eased him down. The old cook handed Skag a note. It read: To the Wonder Man, by the hand of Bhanah the cook, who is a gift to the Man from the gods. Bhanah the cook will tell his master the rest.
"The more you know, the more you appreciate these forest men," Cadman capitulated and laughed softly at the sudden interest in Skag's face as he added: "I understand, my son. You want to go into the jungle with these masters of the monkey craft. You want to read their lives far in, deep in yonder. Maybe they'll let you.
I'm simply consumed to know what you have found in life, to make your eyes blind and your ears deaf to the lure of human beauty. You're not to be distressed by my impudence it's innocent." Cadman saw consent in Skag's eye and went on: "He has found the lure of creatures. He has entered into the spell of a young tigress playing with her kittens, in her own place.
It was held before him. She dropped it into Skag's hand thinking it was the priest's. . . . Then she dressed the wound, giving medicine and nourishment until the tree king slept. The afternoon was spent. In the lull Carlin appeared to have no thought of going back to Hurda. The younger priest made her comfortable with dry leaves. Skag brought a log for her to lean against.
The white man was puzzled by Skag's careful and exact statements and remarked presently: "An American asking for work would say that he knew about everything, instead of just animals in captivity." "I have not asked for work before. I can do without it. I like it here near the forests." "You mean the jungles " "I thought jungles were wet." "In the wet season." "Thank you "
Cadman was a bit pale, but Skag's face looked serene, as he questioned innocently: "Rose-pearl?" "Yes," Dickson Sahib began absently, "she's here when she's not visiting one of her numerous brothers; just now it's Billium in Bombay. Her degree is from London University and the medical service recognises her work among the people.
It must have been the sureness in Skag's voice, that made some choking tightness way back in the boy's soul let go; whole vistas of possibilities opened up. "We're going to get on, you know I'm sure of it!" he said breathlessly. "If only I were old enough to be your friend!" Skag remembered the father's words.
"Not a uniform exactly, but strictly correct; rather military, but more hunting; perfectly suitable and very comfortable. You'll be quite at home in it. It's the sort for you." The eyes measured Skag's outlines appraisingly, but betrayed nothing. "We have not finished. The matter of clothing is adjacent to another not less important.
"Not nearer just there and I can't lose! . . . It isn't in the cards to lose, Carlin " Yet his mind knew he could not win. The cobra's head and hood recoiled with each blow. It took Skag's highest speed as an outfielder takes a drive bare-handed, his hands giving with the ball. The head moved past all swiftness, even the speed greatest swordsmen know. It was like something that laughed.
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