The flame showed a bronzed, black-whiskered face, a pair of eyes gazing straight; then, rearranging his wrappings, he sank full length and laid his head again on the saddle.
"That's our camp-master, whom I must send back to Sulaco now we are going to carry our survey into the Sta.

Marta Valley," said the engineer.

"A most useful fellow, lent me by Captain Mitchell of the O.S.N.

Company.

It was very good of Mitchell.