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Professor
Porter
rolled
over
upon
his
stomach
;
gingerly
he
bowed
his
back
until
he
resembled
a
huge
tom
cat
in
proximity
to
a
yelping
dog
.
Then
he
sat
up
and
felt
of
various
portions
of
his
anatomy
.
"
They
are
all
here
,
"
he
exclaimed
.
"
Most
remarkable
!
"
Whereupon
he
arose
,
and
,
bending
a
scathing
glance
upon
the
still
prostrate
form
of
Mr.
Samuel
T.
Philander
,
he
said
:
"
Tut
,
tut
,
Mr.
Philander
;
this
is
no
time
to
indulge
in
slothful
ease
.
We
must
be
up
and
doing
.
"
Mr.
Philander
lifted
his
other
eye
out
of
the
mud
and
gazed
in
speechless
rage
at
Professor
Porter
.
Then
he
attempted
to
rise
;
nor
could
there
have
been
any
more
surprised
than
he
when
his
efforts
were
immediately
crowned
with
marked
success
.
He
was
still
bursting
with
rage
,
however
,
at
the
cruel
injustice
of
Professor
Porter
's
insinuation
,
and
was
on
the
point
of
rendering
a
tart
rejoinder
when
his
eyes
fell
upon
a
strange
figure
standing
a
few
paces
away
,
scrutinizing
them
intently
.
Professor
Porter
had
recovered
his
shiny
silk
hat
,
which
he
had
brushed
carefully
upon
the
sleeve
of
his
coat
and
replaced
upon
his
head
.
When
he
saw
Mr.
Philander
pointing
to
something
behind
him
he
turned
to
behold
a
giant
,
naked
but
for
a
loin
cloth
and
a
few
metal
ornaments
,
standing
motionless
before
him
.
"
Good
evening
,
sir
!
"
said
the
professor
,
lifting
his
hat
.
For
reply
the
giant
motioned
them
to
follow
him
,
and
set
off
up
the
beach
in
the
direction
from
which
they
had
recently
come
.
"
I
think
it
the
better
part
of
discretion
to
follow
him
,
"
said
Mr.
Philander
.
