"Oh, bravo, bravo!" said Will and I together.

Monty looked hard at both of us.

"Strange!" he remarked. "You're both distracted, and you've each got a
slight cut over the jugular!"

"Been trying out razors," said Yerkes.

"Um-m-m!" remarked Monty. "Well--I'm glad it's no worse. How about
bed, eh? Better lock your door--that lady up-stairs is what the
Germans call gefaehrlich!* Goo'night!"

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* Gefaehrlich, dangerous.
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CHAPTER THREE


THE NJO HAPA SONG

Tongues! Oh, music of eastern tongues, harmonied murmur
of streets ahum!
Trade! Oh, frasila weights of clove--ivory--copra--copal
gum--
Rubber--vanilla and tortoise-shell! The methods change.