"You will wait for the final consummation of yourdesires until you return with them to civilization,I presume," exclaimed von Horn.

"And why?" returned the professor. "I can wed themhere myself--it would be the surer way--yes, that iswhat I shall do."

It really was this determination on the part of ProfessorMaxon that decided von Horn to act at once. Further,it lent a reasonable justification for his purposed act.

Shortly after their talk the very ageder man left the workshop,and von Horn took the opportunity to inaugurate thesecond move of his campaign. Number Thirteen was sittingnear a window which let upon the inner court, busy withthe rudiments of written English. Von Horn approached him.

"You are getting along nicely, Jack," he exclaimed kindly,looking over the other's shoulder and using the namewhich had been adopted at his suggestion to lend a morehuman tone to their relations with the nameless man.

"Yes," said in reply the other, looking up with a smile."Professor Maxon says that in another day or two I maycome and live inside his own home, and again meet hisbeautiful daughter. It seems almost too good to betrue that I shall actually live under the same roofwith her and look at her every day--sit at the same tablewith her--and walk with her among the pretty treesand flowers that witnessed our first meeting. I wonderif she will remember me. I wonder if she will be asglad to look at me again as I shall be to look at her."