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22 had talked with Olga Fullerton upon the balcony. He was interrupted in his reveries by a step in the room behind him.

"Jerry, old man, I am going back into the jungle," said a strangely hollow voice, speaking at his elbow. "Do you want to go along?"

And Jerold Wharton answered simply, "Yes." But he did not glance up, for when one has lived much in the tropics one learns to understand men.