--#f TO CARIBOO AND BACK }--

chuckled. “But it came as a surprise, I can tell
you.”

“Oh, we’re the great canoeists!” the tailor
boasted.

But when the professor was told of Betty’s
disappearance his kind old eyes for once grew
dark and angry. A little more and he would
have dismissed Jacques from his post of captain
on the instant.

“You miserable man!’ he cried, shaking a
thin brown fist at the crestfallen French Ca-
nadian. For the sake of gaining a few hours
you went off and left the child to unknown
dangers!”

“Zere was so leetle food—pretty soon we
starve maybe,” Jacques muttered apologetically.
“An’ Jeem, he vaire good boy—he soon find ze
chil’.”

Without wasting more words on him the
professor ordered the man to take his own dug-
out and go back the way they came. He himself
would go too, for he no longer trusted this
Jacques out of his sight.

“Now thin, didn’t I tell you?” demanded
Mary Mulligan of Arthur. “Sure, he’s the man

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