Although Cockatoo--as he had been
instructed--did his best to keep him out, the sailor forced his
way in, and heralded his appearance by throwing the Kanaka
head-foremost into the museum.
"What does this mean?" demanded the fiery Professor, while
Cockatoo, with an angry expression, struggled to his feet, and
Hervey, smoking his inevitable cheroot, stood on the threshold--
"how dare you treat my property in this careless way."
"Guess your property should behave itself then," said the captain
in careless tones, and sauntered into the room. "D'y think I'm
goin' to be chucked out by a measly nigger and--Great Scott!"--
this latter exclamation was extorted by the sight of the mummy.
Braddock motioned to the still angry Cockatoo to move aside, and
then nodded triumphantly.
"You didn't expect to see that, did you?" he asked.
Hervey came to anchor on a chair and turned the cheroot in his
mouth with an odd look at the mummy.
"When will he be hanged?"
Braddock stared.
"When will who be hanged?"
"The man as stole that thing."
"We haven't found him yet," Braddock informed him swiftly.
"Then how in creation did you annex the corpse."
The Professor sat down and explained. The lean, long mariner
listened quietly, only nodding at intervals.
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