I wouldn't insure his
life for a two-cent stamp in this country."
"You wouldn't if you'd seen what I saw last night," said the
Southerner, very low.
Wisner, the busy, efficient little consul, who had been arranging
with the officials for Carroll's embarkation, now returned,
bringing with him a viking of a man whom he introduced as Dr.
Stark, of the United States Public Health Service.
"Either of you know anything about Dr. Pruyn?" he inquired
anxiously.
"He's on his way down the mountain now," said Carroll.
"Good! He's ordered away, I'm glad to say. Just got the message."
"Then perhaps he will go out with us," said Cluff, with obvious
relief. "I sure did hate to think of leaving that boy here, with
the game laws for goggle-eyed Americans entirely suspended."
"No. He's ordered to Curacao to stay and watch. We've got to get
him out to the Dutch ship somehow."
"Couldn't the yacht take him and transfer him outside?" asked
Carroll.
"Mr. Carroll," said Dr. Stark earnestly, "before this yacht is
many minutes out from the dock, you'll see a yellow flag go up
from the end of the corporation pier.
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