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"
We
must
move
,
and
move
quick
!
"
said
Lord
John
.
"
You
help
Summerlee
,
young
fellah
.
These
Indians
will
carry
stores
.
Now
,
then
,
come
along
before
they
can
see
us
.
"
In
less
than
half-an-hour
we
had
reached
our
brushwood
retreat
and
concealed
ourselves
All
day
we
heard
the
excited
calling
of
the
ape-men
in
the
direction
of
our
old
camp
,
but
none
of
them
came
our
way
,
and
the
tired
fugitives
,
red
and
white
,
had
a
long
,
deep
sleep
.
I
was
dozing
myself
in
the
evening
when
someone
plucked
my
sleeve
,
and
I
found
Challenger
kneeling
beside
me
.
"
You
keep
a
diary
of
these
events
,
and
you
expect
eventually
to
publish
it
,
Mr.
Malone
,
"
said
he
,
with
solemnity
.
"
I
am
only
here
as
a
Press
reporter
,
"
I
answered
.
"
Exactly
.
You
may
have
heard
some
rather
fatuous
remarks
of
Lord
John
Roxton
's
which
seemed
to
imply
that
there
was
some
--
some
resemblance
--
--
"
"
Yes
,
I
heard
them
.
"
"
I
need
not
say
that
any
publicity
given
to
such
an
idea
--
any
levity
in
your
narrative
of
what
occurred
--
would
be
exceedingly
offensive
to
me
.
"
"
I
will
keep
well
within
the
truth
.
"
"
Lord
John
's
observations
are
frequently
exceedingly
fanciful
,
and
he
is
capable
of
attributing
the
most
absurd
reasons
to
the
respect
which
is
always
shown
by
the
most
undeveloped
races
to
dignity
and
character
.
You
follow
my
meaning
?
"
