“This, the fifty-fifth kite, was sent up from a group of mountains which surrounds a lake not mentioned in geography. Whosoever finds it should send the news to the canal administration in Port Said, or to Captain Glen in Mombasa.”
Stanislaus Tarkowski.
When the captain’s voice had ceased the two friends silently regarded each other.
“What does it mean?” at last asked Dr. Clary.
“I can’t believe my eyes!” answered the captain.
“But is there no mistake?”
“No.”
“There it is, plainly written: ‘Nell Rawlison and Stanislaus Tarkowski.’ ”
“There it is as plain as can be——”
“And perhaps they may be in this vicinity?”