lived with her father. She could make the man understand. She spoke to him in the language he knew.
“Will he let me catch him?” she asked.
She thought she had never seen more surprise and delight than the dark face expressed when she spoke in the familiar tongue. The truth was that the poor fellow felt as if his gods had intervened, and the kind little voice came from heaven itself. At once Sara saw that he had been
lived with her father. She could make the man understand. She spoke to him in the language he knew.
“Will he let me catch him?” she asked.
She thought she had never seen more surprise and delight than the dark face expressed when she spoke in the familiar tongue. The truth was that the poor fellow felt as if his gods had intervened, and the kind little voice came from heaven itself. At once Sara saw that he had been
