"
Dick could not help laughing at his father's look of perplexity.
"Well, Father, it is just the same with myself. I have not changed
yet, but when I do, the hair above, which is now tucked up under the
turban, will be quite long enough to come down to the nape of the
neck, and hide that bare place till the hair grows again."
"Yes; I did not think of that. My hair is long enough to come down
over my shoulders. I was going to tell the barber to cut it short all
over, but I will see now that he allows for that."
"Now, Father, do you mind my bringing in Annie Mansfield? I know she
will be wanting to keep close to me all day, and I should never be
able to get rid of her, without telling her about you."
"Bring her in by all means, Dick. She must be a plucky young girl, by
what you said about her."
"Where have you been, Dick?" Annie inquired, when Dick went out a few
minutes later. "I have been looking for you everywhere. Nobody had
seen you, unless it was the Rajah. I asked him, and he said that
little girls must not ask questions, and then laughed.
"You have not brought home another white girl?" she exclaimed
suddenly.
"Would it not be very nice for you to have a companion, Annie?"
"No," she said sharply; "I should not like it at all.
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