CHAPTER 104
Wherein Babbalanja Broaches a Diabolical Theory, and in his own Person Proves It
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"A truce! " cried Media, "here comes a gallant before the wind. -Look, Taji!"
Turning, we descried a sharp-prowed canoe, dashing on, under the pressure of an immense triangular sail, whose outer edges were streaming with long, crimson pennons. Flying before it, were several small craft, belonging to the poorer sort of Islanders.