Barty Crusoe and his man Saturday . you. I never had a monkey for a friendin all my life before. The black monkey jumped down on tohis knee as if he had learned boys lan-guage in his cradle. He could only chat-ter monkey chatter himself, but it wasquite plain that he understood Barty. Hewas funny when he sat down and foldedhis tiny hands before him, as if he werewaiting to hear what was going to be saidto him. ^ He has such nice eyes, said Barty. I believe he is asking me to tell him todo Yes, thats what he wants, replied theGood Wolf. That is what he came knew he was coming.
Barty Crusoe and his man Saturday . you. I never had a monkey for a friendin all my life before. The black monkey jumped down on tohis knee as if he had learned boys lan-guage in his cradle. He could only chat-ter monkey chatter himself, but it wasquite plain that he understood Barty. Hewas funny when he sat down and foldedhis tiny hands before him, as if he werewaiting to hear what was going to be saidto him. ^ He has such nice eyes, said Barty. I believe he is asking me to tell him todo Yes, thats what he wants, replied theGood Wolf. That is what he came knew he was coming. That was why Iasked you if you had seen somethingblack. Was it? said Barty. You know allabout this desert island, dont you? Yes, the Good Wolf single thing, and he said it withsuch a peculiar smile that Barty knewthere was some secret in his mind and hewondered what it was, but he did not askbecause he felt sure that the Good Wolfwould tell him some time.
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