? ? ? ? Jane looked at her father sadly.
? ? ? ? "Never mind, dear," she said. "It wouldn't have done any good, because it is solely for the treasure that they killed their officers and landed us upon this awful shore."
? ? ? ? "Tut, tut, child, tut, tut!" replied Professor Porter. "You are a good child, but inexperienced in practical matters," and Professor Porter turned and walked slowly away toward the jungle, his hands clasped beneath his long coat tails and his eyes bent upon the ground.
? ? ? ? His daughter watched him with a pathetic smile upon her lips, and then turning to Mr. Philander, she whispered:
? ? ? ? "Please don't let him wander off again as he did yesterday. We depend upon you, you know, to keep a close watch upon him."
? ? ? ? "He becomes more difficult to handle each day," replied Mr. Philander, with a sigh and a shake of his head.
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