I had
to tell them at the Bronx what I was going after. Every man connected
with the society attempted to dissuade me, saying that the whole thing
was absurd and that my reputation would suffer if I engaged in such a
ridiculous quest. So when you hear what that girl and I are after out
here in the semi-tropics, and when you are in possession of the only
evidence I have to justify my credulity, if you want to go home, go.
Because I don't wish to risk your reputation as a scientist unless you
choose to risk it yourself."
He regarded me curiously, then his eyes strayed toward the palm-tree
which Evelyn Grey was now approaching.
"All right," he said briefly, "let's hear what's up."
So we moved forward to rejoin the girl, who had already seated herself
under the tree.
She looked very attractive in her neat cuffs, tiny cap, and pink print
gown, as we approached her.
"Why does she dress that way?" asked Kemper, uneasily.
"Economy. She desires to use up the habiliments of a service which there
will be no necessity for her to reenter if this expedition proves
successful."
"Oh. But Smithy--"
"What?"
"Was it--moral--to bring a waitress?"
"Perfectly," I replied sharply.
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