“He called himself something, didn’t he?”
“Yes. Look here, Nat, what is this to you? Why are you so interested?” queried Dave, for he could easily perceive that the other youth was more than ordinarily anxious to know the particulars of what had occurred.
“I—I—want to—er—know, that’s all. Did he call himself anything?”
“Yes; he thinks he is the King of Sumatra.”
“He called himself that?” asked Nat, with increased excitement. 93
“Yes, two or three times. But see here, Nat––”
“Will you please tell me how he looked? Was he tall and rather thin?”
“Yes.”
“And what kind of hair did he have?”
“Brownish-red, as near as I could make out, and very long. And he had rather a long beard and a large nose,” went on our hero.