never been so in England, has it?" asked Harry.

"During the entire period that England was under the dominion of the
Saxons, the single name was prevalent. But that was changed later when
feudalism was established and the different lords began to gather their
vassals, and to register them."

"But what is the principle on which the names are built?"

"In various ways; at first they distinguished father and son by adding
the word _son_ to the father's name. If he was of German descent _sohn_
would be added; if of Danish origin, the word _sen_, so that the son's
name in either case would be William_son_, or Ander_sohn_, or
Thorwald_sen_, or a given name with the designation _son_ added."

"But how about the many other names, and those coming after the second
generation?"

"They had to be named after the locality, like John _Brook_, or David
_Hill_, or something of that kind, even to an occupation, like the
_Smiths_, or the _Fishers_, as well as qualifications, such as _Wise_
and _Good_ were adopted as surnames."

Every hour Clifford's condition was noted, and before morning his pulse
began to beat with greater regularity, and all felt that it would be
well to take a nap, to prepare for what they knew must be an
interesting, if not exciting chapter, to round out their adventures, and
to lay bare the few mysteries which yet remained to be solved.

Sutoto came to the Professor's house quite early, with news from Blakely
that Walter had disappeared. He had learned of the imprisonment and
that Walter was placed in the regular lock-up, where a few recalcitrants
were confined.

How he escaped was not known. True, not much of a guard was maintained,
and the natives had no idea that the prisoner was of more than ordinary
importance.

John was very much disappointed, but he felt that he alone was to blame,
because in the anxiety for Clifford he had entirely overlooked the
precaution necessary. He went down to the jail, with the boys, and
learned from the inmates that when the man was brought in he appeared to
be unconcerned, and immediately selected his sleeping quarters, and that
was the last they knew of him.

As the boys were going to their own rooms, a messenger came from the
Professor that Clifford was awake, and appeared to be rational, and was
now partaking of food. After breakfast they hurried over to the
Professor, and found John there smiling.

"I have had a little talk with him."

"What does he say?"

"I