e with good soup for supper."

"Perhaps it's just as well," replied Trask. "He was too old and
pitifully crazy ever to enjoy anything. It's likely he would have
suffered more if he'd never come to his island. And he might have
killed somebody not so deserving of the fate he meted out to
Jarrow."

"I suppose you'll come back and really look for gold when we're
gone," she said.

He looked at her.

"No more of that island for me," he said. "The government will most
likely send a boat to get Mr. Peth and Doc but I wouldn't come back
here if the island were all gold."

"Why not?" she asked, somewhat surprised.

"Because it meant great peril for you. I would not care to have
those terrible dangers recalled. I want to think of you as safe and
happy. But there's one thing about it all which gives me
satisfaction."

"What's that?"

"You'll never forget me!"

"Why, Mr. Trask, of course I won't! What a silly thing to say!"

"You might if it hadn't been for what we've been through in this
schooner." He looked out over the sea.

"I hardly think so," she said, smiling at him. "Of course, you
didn't understand what a joke Dad was going to play on Jarrow about
the checks."

"What joke!" demanded Trask, turning to her.

"Dad's balance at the International in Manila is only about four
thousand dollars."

"Then it might have been anything but a joke if Jarrow had come on
for the money and didn't get it," said Trask. "But I suppose the
bank would have allowed an overdraft."

"There couldn't be any overdraft. That four thousand is all the
cash we've got in the world. Dad's supposed to be rich, but he
isn't. We have only a little fruit ranch in Southern California.
We've been saving up for ten years for this trip around the world,
since mother died. Jarrow would have found himself in trouble if he
had attempted to cash those checks."

"I thought your father was a millionaire?"

"There is a man named Locke who has millions in California, but he
is not a relative of ours."

"Glad to hear it!" cried Trask. "By George, I'm glad to hear it!"

"Glad that we're not rich! Why, Mr. Trask!"

"I'm--I'm going back to the States," he announced. "On the same
boat you do, if you don't mind."

"You've changed your plans?"

"Yes. I'm going to quit mine-scouting out in these God-forsaken
ends of the earth, and get back to where there's civilization. I
think I'll buy a fruit ranch in Southern California. I've got
enough capital