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Archenfield drove home in the darkness with Hiko muffled up in an overcoat seated by his side. The chimpanzee seemed to be thoroughly at home, for he chatted to himself and smoked the cigarette that Archenfield gave him with amazing zest and enjoyment. He had a good meal presently and was made comfortable for the night. He would be quite happy, Archenfield knew, for this was not the first time that Hiko had enjoyed the hospitality of the House on the River.
For an hour or two after everybody had gone to bed Archenfield sat up turning over in his mind the events of the evening. But, try as he would, he could make little or nothing of Chim Fang's mysterious movements, and the reason why the latter had asked him to come into Lyddmouth and watch that performance in Gunter's circus. But, being a wise man, Archenfield went to bed presently, knowing full well that Chim Fang would speak when the time came.