"I've made up my mind, and mean to go to New Guinea to find my father." "There, doctor, did you ever hear any one so wickedly obstinate before ?" cried nurse.

"Isn't it shocking?
and his ma that delicate and worried living all alone, like, here out in these strange parts, and him as ought to be a comfort to her doing nothing but hanker after running away to find him as is dead and gone." "He's not dead, nurse; he's only gone," I cried; "and I mean to find him, as sure as I live.

There, that I will." "There, doctor, did you ever hear such a boy ?" cried nurse.
"Never," said the doctor.

"Why, Joe, my boy," he cried as I stood shrinking from him, ready to defend myself from his remonstrances, "your ideas do you credit.

I didn't think you had it in you." "Then you don't think it is wrong of me, doctor ?" I said, catching his hand.
"No, my boy, I do not," he said gravely; "but it is a task for strong and earnest men." "But I am strong," I said; "and if I'm not a man I'm in real earnest." "I can see that, my lad," said the doctor, with his brown forehead filling with thoughtful wrinkles; "but have you counted the cost ?" "Cost!" I said.