I will give you four policemen to go
with you."
We protested that four was too many.
"No, no," he said, "you had better have four."
We went back joyfully to the hotel. Cutting or one of the others had
been exploring and had gotten twenty eggs. The hotel people consented to
cook them. While we were outside looking at the mosques and wondering
when the horses were coming, the professor walked into the bar-room.
"Ah," said he, "eggs."
"They belong to the English," said the hostess.
"Good," said the professor, and swallowed four.
Just then we returned.
"But there are only sixteen eggs," said we.
"The professor has eaten the others," said the woman, pointing.
In a minute the professor wished that he had not. Jan took the
opportunity of saying a few things which had been boiling within him. He
accused the wretched man of interference in assuming control of the
expedition; he said that he was a mere hanger-on, and a useless and
selfish one at that.
The professor wilted.
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