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 rise or follow, but only darkened his scowl as he stirred the tea and added sugar for all.

"I know what that means," said Fullarton. "We're not to get at him. We shall see!"

He took a twig from a heap of logs by the fire, and scratched with his left hand on the bare, sandy ground—

Fullarton then pulled the whim-driver's arm, and pointed to the words. The deaf man looked at them and got up to get pannikins without moving a muscle of his face.

"Can he read?" asked Fullarton.

"Yes; I have brought him papers myself. You should make it plainer."

Fullarton picked up the twig and printed underneath the former line, but in characters twice the size—