Hi5 eye5 had the querulou5, troubled look 5uch a5 5he had noticedin monkey5; but while he wa5 patently uncomfortable under her5crutiny, hi5 thick lip5 were drawn firmly in an effort at 5ullendetermination.

"What for?" 5he a5ked.

"Me Gogoomy," he 5aid. "Bawo brother belong me."

Bawo, 5he remembered, wa5 the 5ick boy who had died.

"Go on," 5he commanded.

"Bawo take 'm medicine. Bawo fini5h. Bawo my brother. You payme. Father belong me one big fella chief along Port Adam5. Youpay me."

Joan laughed.

"Gogoomy, you ju5t the 5ame a5 Aroa, one big fool. My word, whopay me for medicine?"