“No go farther,” muttered Kaipi.  “Better make fire and sleep.  Catch um to-morrow.”

I sat down while the Fijian gathered a pile of rotten wood, but before he could set fire to the heap I was on my feet clawing my way into the darkness in front.  From somewhere out of the inky night came the voice of Edith Herndon lifted up in a little Italian melody that I had heard her singing the night we left Levuka.  It seemed to me that she suspected my near presence, and that she was singing to guide me to the spot where the party had camped.

Five minutes afterward Kaipi and I stumbled into the circle of light round the fire, and Leith sprang to his feet with a growl of rage.

“What’s this?” he cried.  “Who the devil gave you permission to come here?”

“The captain sent me,” I replied, looking straight at the giant as I fired the lie at him.  “The carriers forgot Professor Herndon’s camera, and Captain Newmarch sent Kaipi and me after you.”

Leith’s mutterings were drowned by the scientist’s cries of joy as he took the camera from my hand, and the big brute had time to recover himself before the Professor had stopped chattering.  I guessed that he reasoned that it would be bad policy to show that he was angry at my arrival, while the camera partly convinced him that I had told the truth.  His surprise and the Professor’s evident pleasure made me think it an opportune moment to put forward a request to stay with the party, and I put my wish into words.

“Captain Newmarch said that Kaipi and I might go along if you and Professor Herndon had no objections,” I lied.  “He thought we would prove useful.”

Leith scowled angrily, but the Professor gave an immediate assent to the request.  His short-sightedness prevented him from noticing the frown which passed over the face of his partner, but the sour look fled immediately the two girls expressed a desire to keep me in the party.

“Oh, please let Mr. Verslun come,” cried Miss Barbara.  “It will make it ever so much more pleasant.”

“I was thinking of the stock of food,” growled Leith, as if attempting to explain his evident displeasure.

“I’ll go on half measure and let Mr. Verslun have the other half,” laughed Holman.

“And he can have some of mine,” cried Miss Barbara.

“And mine,” murmured Edith.

Leith grinned as he noted the feeling of the party.  It would not be diplomatic to go against the wishes of all, and he knew it.  With a wave of his hand he ordered Kaipi to the fire where Soma and the other five islanders were sitting, and nodded his head as an intimation that I could stay.

“By the way,” he growled, as I fell upon the plate of tinned salmon which Edith Herndon handed to me, “who was doing the shooting this afternoon?”

“I was,” I replied.  “I fired my revolver half a dozen times when we got off the trail and couldn’t find our way back to it.  I thought on account of the way that the path wound in and out that your party might be near the spot where we were bushed.”