What do you make of it, Professor Porter?" he added, turning to the old man.
? ? ? ? Professor Archimedes Q. Porter adjusted his spectacles.
? ? ? ? "Ah, yes, indeed; yes indeed--most remarkable, most remarkable!" said the professor; "but I can add nothing further to what I have already remarked in elucidation of this truly momentous occurrence," and the professor turned slowly in the direction of the jungle.
? ? ? ? "But, papa," cried the girl, "you haven't said anything about it yet."
? ? ? ? "Tut, tut, child; tut, tut," responded Professor Porter, in a kindly and indulgent tone, "do not trouble your pretty head with such weighty and abstruse problems," and again he wandered slowly off in still another direction, his eyes bent upon the ground at his feet, his hands clasped behind him beneath the flowing tails of his coat.
? ? ? ? "I reckon the daffy old bounder don't know no more'n we do about it," growled the rat-faced sailor.
? ? ? ? "Keep a civil tongue in your head," cried the young man, his face paling in anger, at the insulting tone of the sailor.
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