Attracted by some movement which he had missed she, the audience, had slipped to the door, and was opening it cautiously.
"What is it ?" asked the baffled lecturer crossly.
"S-ssh! I think it's Sami." "A tame bear ?" "No.

Wait.

I'll prop you up so you can see him.

Look, behind the veranda post." The professor looked and forgot about the value of authenticity; for from behind the veranda post a most curious face was peeping--a round, solemn baby face of cafe au lait with squat, wide nose and flat-set eyes.
"A Jap ?" exclaimed Spence in surprise.
"No.

He's Indian.