At this the monkey turned its other ear as if to make quite sure that it heard aright. Nigel laughed shortly.
"But seriously, Moses," he continued; "what do you think I should do? Should I reveal my suspicions to Van der Kemp?"
"Cer'nly not!" answered the negro with prompt decision. "What! wake up all his old hopes to hab 'em all dashed to bits p'raps when you find dat you's wrong!"
"But I feel absolutely certain that I'm not wrong!" returned Nigel, excitedly. "Consider—there is, first, the one-eyed pirate; second, there is—"
"'Scuse me, Massa Nadgel, dere's no occasion to go all ober it again. I'll tell you what you do."
"Well?" exclaimed Nigel, anxiously, while his companion frowned savagely under the force of the thoughts that surged through his brain.
"Here's what you'll do," said Moses.
"Well?" (impatiently, as the negro paused.)
"We're on our way home to Krakatoa."
"Yes—well?"