No; mine is another search.

It is connected with my father." "Yes," said Venning, quietly; for his friend had suddenly grown grave.
"When I was a little chap, about seventeen years ago, my mother received a letter dated from the 'great forest.'" "It contained only these words, 'Good-bye.' With it there was a letter in Arabic, written by my father's headman.

That letter was seven months on its travels, and since then no other word have I heard." Venning muttered something in sympathy.
"My mother," continued the other, "died five years ago, without having learnt the meaning of the message in Arabic.

She had a wish that no one but I should read the letter, and often she told me that if it contained any instructions or directions, I was to carry them out.

Well, I have interpreted the Arabic signs." "Yes, Dick; and----" "And I can't quite make out the meaning.