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Later Kathlyn was standing under the cellgazing at the yellow

sunset Two hours had gone, and no sign of Umballa yet She

shuddered Had she been alone she would have hunted for so

sharp and deadly But her father; not before hi was positive and absolute: U and desperate

"Kit!"

"Yes, father"

"I have a sharp piece of metal in my pocket Could youMy God,

by my hand!when he comes?"

"Yes, father; I am not afraid to die, and death seeer now"

"My child, God was good to give hter like you"

She turned to hirows dark suddenly," he said

Kathlyn glanced toward the

"Why, it's a baboon!" she exclaimed

"Jock, Jock!" cried her father excitedly

The baboon chattered

"Kit, it's Jock I used to tell you about He is ta Jock, poor Jock!"

"Father, have you a pencil?"

"A pencil?" blankly

"Yes, yes! I can write a note and attach it to Jock It's a chance"

"Good lord! and you're cool enough to think like that" The colonel