ery part of the world."

"Who are those two men standing there alone?" asked Ta Babeda.

"I do not know," responded Ephraim. "This is the first time I have been
here. The boys will know."

"That," answered George, "is the Professor,--that is, the man with a
white beard and hair. The large man by his side is Beralsea, the Chief
of the tribe on Venture Island."

Ephraim looked at Ta Babeda for a moment, with an amused smile, and then
remarked: "He is almost as large as you are."

The _Wonder_ was the first to get her cables to the dock, and as she
swung against the wharf, and the gang plank was fixed in place, the
first ones to spring ashore were Sutoto and Cinda, the latter of whom
rushed to her father's outstretched arms, and then to her mother and the
other members of the family.

The boys did not know how or where to extend the first greetings. There
was Sutoto and Lolo, and the dear old Professor, who considerately kept
in the background, but the boys insisted on giving him the first
greeting.

CHAPTER XV

THE RETURN TO WONDER ISLAND

"That was an awfully sly thing to do, as soon as our backs were turned,"
said George, as Sutoto and Cinda were finally free from the vigorous
greetings.

"What is that?" asked Cinda.

"To run away without giving us notice!"

"But we have seen the great wide world, and it is wonderful, and I can
never tell the people here how grand it is."

And then the boys looked at Cinda, and when they saw the latest fashions
displayed, the prettiest gown, the neatest slippers, and the stunning
hat they took off their caps, and made a neat bow in recognition of that
feminine touch of character which so readily adapts the sex for
acquiring the latest fashions wherever they may be.

Every one was wild with excitement. "There is Blakely!" shouted Harry.
"Hurrah! old boy! We have the place for you to visit, as soon as
possible. The finest island you ever saw, and the people all ready for
business."

"My hands are full now; we must have another ship. Look at the _Wonder_;
she is so full of goods that we are more than eight hours behind time.
But I am arranging for another steamer."

"Too bad that we are finding more islands than you can handle,"
responded George; "I suppose we shall have to find another manager?"

"Or several assistants," said Blakely.

"What are all these men here for?" asked Harry. "Why the whole island
must have come to town."

"Well, we have had to sen