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Hey, Ollie, get a move on!

Will you try pumping a little faster? I-I'm already doing it.

All right, you can stop now.

Hey, Jacqueline!

What do you want with Dr. Goddard? Do you have a message for us?

Telegram from Hamburg. Nairobi sent it through.

Oh, good. Let's see it.

What do you want to do? Tamper with the mail, huh?

Oh, don't talk foolish. Is it... is it yes or is it no?

Jacqueline!

Yes?

Here.

For me?

Congratulations.

At last.

Are you accepted?

Yes, Professor.

I'm afraid this means I'll be leaving here in a couple of days.

We'll be sorry to see you go. We'll miss you.

But anyway, congratulations.

Thank you, sir.

When is the next mail vote?

In the three days.

What's going on?

Jacqueline has been accepted by the tropical institute.

She must return to Hamburg.

Oh, that's quite a coincidence.

I'll go with her.

Here we go again.

Someone has to bring my monkeys up to Hagenbeck.

Well, what's the rush?

They'll run if I keep them caged up.

I wonder if he really thinks he's fooling us.

No, come on. I'll quit that.

They're teasing you.

It'll be very nice to have you for a shipment.

Oh, say, where's Torin?

Don't worry. He'll be back in time to kiss you good-byes.

Please keep your fresh remarks to yourself, Mr. Keller.

Teke, giudonia.

Patcubuanda. Why, you're no shoot.

Kill everything right away. I'm dipto.

Sigo, what's over here?

Shingbamwala, baby lion.

Fellow, how did you get in the jungle all by yourself, eh?

What are you doing up here?

You're good and lost, eh?

I take him.

Yes.

Open box.

I've hurt my shell.

It's nothing very serious. I'll bandage it for you.

Sit down, will you please?

You're too tall for me.

My little Jacqueline.

Look, Keller, I wish you'd try to behave as the others do.

I am the doctor of this expedition,

and all the gentlemen of this expedition have given their word

to forget that I am a woman.

Oh, yeah. First you drive us crazy, then you...

I will try to forget that.

As for your arm, you can bandage it yourself.

Hey, you big ape, if you ever again make a pass

and I'll pull a little doctor, I'll make goulash out of you.

Ah, you really get it.

Gah!

Oui, I do have water.

Doc, come and take.

Integrator.

Cheer up.

Cheer up.

Look, I'm not kidding, and don't try to tell me I was seeing things.

She is a white girl.

Sure. Of course, and she even spoke your language.

Seeing is how you weren't around. What else could she do?

Do I have to listen to your dumb jokes?

Come here, Torin. I want to take your temperature.

Look, I don't have a fever, and I'm not crazy either.

And if they don't want to believe me, so much the worse for them.

Listen, everyone, please.

Suppose we say Torin actually saw him.

He really saw a white girl.

That would be a real sensation.

Would you come with me tomorrow early and show me where you saw this creature?

Yeah, I'd be glad to.

What are you doing tomorrow?

I'll be with Kirsten. We're going after deer.

She really is a white girl.

Look, I wish I could have taken a few more shots of her.

Too bad. We can try to pilava with the photos tomorrow morning.

Do you suppose they'll be willing to give her up voluntarily?

They must. They'll realize we just can't leave her here.

They're recording them.

Torin says we need all we can get to understand the language of the drums.

And if Torin says it's the law...

Why not? After all, Torin is the chief of our expedition.

I think he's more. Everyone can see Jacqueline's in love.

You're right, Tibor. Everyone but him.

Torin's coming.

Have the others returned yet?

No. We heard shots right after the drums began to speak.

The whole jungle's been growling for two hours.

Hey, Savo.

Hello, Torin.

Good evening.

Would you like a little tea?

Thanks. Be hot.

Dinner will be ready right away.

Later. I've got to develop this film.

No tea for me?

Oh, I'm sorry, Professor.

Wait. Don't open the flap.

They've got her.

Who?

Your white girl. She's over with Jacqueline now.

He's unconscious. So much the better.

Why so?

I'll have to make a couple of incisions.

And we're all out of anesthetic.

Why don't you at least take that cruel man off?

It's torture to keep her like that.

If I do, there'll be the devil to pay, the beast scratches and bites.

She's a human being, not an animal.

Pelicky, will you assist me?

Yes, gladly.

This doesn't look good at all.

These drums are going to drive me off my nut.

You've got us into a fine mess.

Because of this cat here?

Yes. Did you think the vodos would tolerate something like this?

Well, what are we going to do about it?

Just for a start, we can get her out of that net.

She's not a wild animal.

She's not much else, I tell you.

Why don't you bite me?

I told you, she's a wild animal.

Keep away from her.

What's the matter?

I'm not going to hurt you. You know that.

Maybe you're hungry, eh?

Here.

It's good. Come on.

That's all we can do for him now.

We'd better let him sleep for a few hours.

He'd be eating, too. The drums are quiet now.

Hey, look up.

One and a pillabadeer, voodoo pillabadeer.

Call the men out. The vodos are attacking.

Actually, the vodos are in the right.

After all, we stole the girl from them.

Nonsense. Who shoots first is right.

No, he's in the wrong.

What did you say?

Your friends are calling you.

Cheers, sir.

You and you know it now, huh?

Where do you think you're going, you wild cat?

Literally...

Let's get it straight. You keep away from her, I'll kick your teeth in.

Don't worry. That wild cat can take a lot of punishment.

At least she's quiet now.

Look, the safest thing to do is lock her up overnight in one of the cages.

I don't think she'll run away now.

And what if she wakes up?

So one of us has to stay here and watch.

Good. He'll be first.

I will. You can relieve me.

All right, then. Good night, Jacqueline.

Good night.

Good night.

I must go see how Kirsten is.

I'll go with you.

Kirsten is sleeping quietly.

Hmm? Well, that's good.

She is, too.

Jacqueline...

Hmm?

It was a silly... accident.

I happened to... over here, what you said to Tibor, on the tape recorder.

Oh, that was silly.

You mustn't get any wrong ideas now.

Oh, don't worry. I won't. Thanks.

I've...

been wanting to tell you something for a long time,

but I just couldn't get up the courage.

You're not usually as shy as that.

You seem to think that I'm pretty sure of myself, huh?

Of course you do.

It's all a deception.

Mimicry, that's what it's called in the jungle.

Isn't that how the little animals try to frighten the big ones away?

That's about right.

I'm afraid you haven't done a very good job of frightening me away, have you?

I guess not.

I wasn't really trying.

You know, Jacqueline...

I've known other girls.

They weren't like you. You know, lots of things.

You study.

For instance, I know where my heart is, because I can feel it beating. It's right here.

But my stomach, I'm not sure, except when I've eaten some bad food and it hurts. Here.

Wrong. Higher.

There, you see.

But after all, I'm a doctor.

I'm sure you've learned many other things.

Yeah, not much.

I've learned how to keep myself alive.

I've managed to do whatever kind of job turned up.

Safari leader, hunter.

Got a job with a motion picture expedition a few years ago, in Kenya.

I was cameraman's assistant.

That's all.

Don't make yourself smaller than you are, Torin.

But I am pretty small.

Next to you?

Mm-mm.

I won't accept that.

Ah, it's true.

And the pledge we made when we started... to respect you as a woman.

Well, you haven't broken your word.

Have the others?

No.

If anyone tried, I'd bash his teeth in.

I can protect myself all right.

If I want to.

If you...

Jacqueline.

We must be reasonable now, Torin.

I'm going to Hamburg on Friday morning.

I don't think it would be fair to get involved now.

If I'd only known.

Yes.

But how could you have known?

You might have felt something here, perhaps?

I felt it, Jacqueline.

The little one might wake up.

She's sleeping. Don't worry.

And I guess I ought to be, too.

Good night.

Good night, Jacqueline.

What does she have around her neck?

Why, it's a good luck charm.

It's a medal with an angel on it.

I wonder if this could tell us something about her home.

But this one's engraved.

An L.

Louisa?

Lillian?

I'll bring it to Professor Danner. He can call Nairobi by radio.

Good night.

Of course. Sleep well.

I'll keep watch out here.

Feel good?

You're already learning to speak, huh?

You'll be ready right away.

Well, how do you like yourself?

I'm afraid I've got to cut your hair.

Your hair?

Not mine.

Yours?

Yours.

Not much else we can do with it.

That mane is horrid.

Might as well get to it.

Don't move around so much.

Don't you like your funny little face?

Now, do you want to let me see what you look like?

Ah, that looks so much better now.

Morning.

Ah, Torrin, good morning.

Good morning, Jacqueline.

Well, what do you think of this, eh?

We've stirred up something.

The whole world is asking for information

about the little white girl we found living with...

the Wodos.

She's almost pretty.

Uh-huh.

Kiahi, that's her name.

Did she tell you anything besides that?

Oh, yes, a great deal.

But I couldn't understand it.

Kiahi, that must be a native word.

How about your drum talk, Torrin?

Do you suppose she might understand us with that?

Hunger.

There, she answers.

She must have understood.

Fine, I suppose you ask her what happened to her birth certificate.

I wonder if she'd still recognize whatever language her parents spoke.

Oh, when she was a child.

She ought to remember something, a couple of words.

Ship?

Ship?

Batteau?

It's not much there.

Water?

Water?

Vasa?

Aqua?

Try with me.

Mother.

Muta.

Muta?

She understands, done.

She babbles just like a pretty parrot.

No, no.

She knows that word.

Look out, she bites.

Be careful, Torrin.

Torrin?

Ho, ho, ho, ho.

I believe you've made quite a nice impression on our little friend.

No, she's just trying to express herself.

You can see she's intelligent.

Just look at the shape of her face and...

her eyes.

She must come from a pretty good family, I'm sure of that.

Who shall I say is calling?

Just a moment, please.

The commissioner's on the line.

Yes, I did.

All right, I'll pull you through.

Whom do you wish to see, please?

Mr. Garing.

Oh, I'll have to announce you. Would you give me your name, please?

How long have you been working here?

I've been here over a year and a half.

Oh, so that's it.

Excuse me, sir, but you can't walk in that way.

No, watch.

Please, sir, you mustn't.

Good morning, Uncle Theo.

Mr. Armalong?

Our employees won't even let me as a plant anymore.

Oh.

She might have recognized you if you hadn't been away so long.

Oh, I'm so sorry, but I...

I really couldn't. I didn't know your face.

Very well, Miss Hunnamon.

Excuse me.

You have a fine set up here now.

I remember how it looked when we first started.

Three high desks and three pimple-faced youngsters

who kept working till their fingers were numb.

Sure, and they were more efficient than the 25 young ladies you have out there now

who sit in front of their typewriters and polish their nails.

Are you displeased with my work?

No.

You're doing a very good job, Victor.

As long as I can stay out in Mountain View cultivating my tulips,

I am fully completely content.

Oh, by the way, what have you done with Peterson?

I was by his desk and I find someone else there.

Their accountant?

We dismissed him last year. He was too old.

What?

You fired him.

You couldn't mean that, Victor.

Peterson was with us for 25 years.

We can't afford to be sentimental, can we?

Of course, but in this case, we can make an exception.

Uncle Theo, I work hard to manage your business.

It's not always easy.

If the way I work is not agreeable to you,

it's still the only way I know how to work.

No, no, Victor, I just feel sorry for the old man.

It would be hard for him.

I regretted having to do it.

But have you come all the way here merely to talk of him?

No, no, I really wanted to...

What have I done with...

Oh, there it is.

Have you read this?

What? What is it?

Murder and Elmbrook.

No, no, this over here.

A girl found in jungle.

What's that to us?

What don't you see, Victor?

Couldn't this be... Leanne?

Who's Leanne?

Oh, but Victor, she's my granddaughter.

Look, Uncle Theo.

But why couldn't it be she?

The age is right.

It was 18 years ago the ship went down.

With all the passengers.

But suppose they got to show some place.

A two-year-old child.

But her Negro armor was there with them.

And she took the child to live among her own people.

Maybe she did.

It's pure imagination, Uncle Theo.

Even so, Victor, I want them to investigate.

If you call the police, maybe they can find something that they could help.

If it'll calm you, I'll put through a call.

To whom?

One of our agents.

Miss Hanuman, get me Baker and Port Said.

Easy, there. Watch out.

I'd like to get them to Hamburg in one piece.

Well, goodbye, Jacqueline.

Goodbye, and thanks, Professor.

Jacqueline, we'll all miss you.

Best of luck.

I'll miss all of you, too. Very much.

Be sure to wash it every day with peroxide.

Let's go, Torrin. Is she ready?

Yeah. Now, watch yourself in the big city, dear.

Jacqueline, take good care of her, eh?

She'll be the apple of my eye.

Good luck, Jacqueline.

And think about me some time, eh?

You think about me.

All set here, we go.

Beep, beep.

Hey, Torrin, what have you done to the little girl?

It's easy to see who she wants.

Come on, you'll be all right in the car.

Gotta have it your way.

You'll have to go along with her.

Yes, what are we going to do now?

Maybe she wants a man of steady...

Stop that nonsense now. Torrin, can you go with them?

Me?

Well, hardly.

Well, you can see she won't go without you.

Yeah. You're right, I guess. It's the only way.

Good, then. Go get your bags.

Gallic, that means you stay.

Yeah, but who looked after my apes?

Torrin will take care of them.

Oh, come on.

Look, I can't get along without both of you.

Oh.

And I was really looking forward to it.

Now, I'm along in Port Said.

Oh, Mr. Gerring.

Oh, yes, everything's in order.

Ah, you've heard that story too, huh?

My uncle thinks it might be his granddaughter.

The one who died some 18 years ago.

She was lost with both her parents in a shipwreck off Kenya.

She was missing, as they never recovered her body.

Her name was Lianni, wasn't it?

He may be right. This girl is wearing a medal engraved with a nail.

He agrees that the whole thing is absurd.

He says he sure it must be some newspaper writer's fantasy.

What a shame.

Do you want me to check it for you?

You know, it'd be a real sensation if she was really Amalungans.

Hello? Hello? Are you still there?

Well, uncle, I believe you can see for yourself.

Yes.

But the paper said she had a medal with an L on it.

That's why I thought it might be Lianni.

And the gentleman from the newspaper thought so too.

What paper?

I don't know, some paper.

I spoke with him this morning.

And they already know that you think that she's your granddaughter?

Certainly.

Good Lord, that's all we'd want, headlines in the papers.

I think she's disappeared again. You haven't been watching.

It's all right.

She's up there.

Hey, you little devil, come on down here.

Come on, boy, let's go. Shake it up. Get moving.

Make it snappy.

Hey, Sigo, come on.

Well, well, you must have had a fight with Dana, eh?

Of course not, but you mustn't feel angry because I can...

manage monkeys and women better than you.

Well, it just means I've got three idiots to take care of now.

I promise I'll keep out of your way. Word of honor.

Come on. Enough's enough. Let's go.

Jacqueline?

Yes?

Telekis coming with us. He asked you on account of the monkeys.

Oh, is that so?

Not so.

Left if you want, but it's true.

On account of the monkeys.

Also on account of the monkeys, all right?

All right, come on.

Hey, listen. You know what Kiahi's name really is?

Liana.

Where did you find that out?

I just heard a news report.

Young girl found in the jungle may be long lost granddaughter of ship builder in Homburg.

Then she's from Homburg. That's where we're going.

That better improve your accent.

Well, what do you bid, Doran?

I don't know. I'm not sure.

If I had the Joker, I could open.

But I don't have the Joker.

Oh, you're cheating. I won't play with you.

No.

She just gave me the card I really wanted.

Very good, Liana.

Now, what's that?

Come on.

A fly is something that... it goes...

I wonder if I'll ever teach you how to speak at this rate.

How's the report coming along?

Awful. I'll never get it finished in time.

Can I help you?

Well...

All right.

Tell me how to explain that when a girl from the African bush wants to tell her man that she loves him, she...

Just a minute. Let me take your hand.

I won't bite.

She holds his hand like this over the top of her heart.

It's the truth, though. Believe me.

It's a funny way to do things.

Of course, but it's much more hygienic.

Who's this man? What the devil's going on here?

How did you get out of the side?

Dunga!

I'll show you.

Dunga!

See how he...

You won't get away with this.

Who is he?

Is this man one of yours?

What is all this?

What's he yelling about?

What am I yelling about?

This man is one of yours.

He can't come on board here without a ticket.

Well, a simple one.

Well, a simple one.

Well, he just can't throw a man into the water.

Why not? I'm Captain here.

What I do here is the law.

All right, so we'll pay for his passage if it makes you feel any better.

How much will it cost?

And what about the lion?

But the lion's only a baby.

Huh?

That's right.

We'll have to find something good for him to eat.

All right, all right.

You'll give him a belly ache.

Oh, he doesn't want any.

Come on, now. I told you that's enough.

Hey, Lianne, come here.

Let her alone.

She must do her homework.

And you're her school master, huh?

Well, somebody has to teach the girl to read and write after all.

Well, she'll have plenty of chance to learn in Homburg,

if she's really the granddaughter of that rich shipbuilder.

Hope she isn't.

For me?

Thanks.

You... you must always bring tea to the lady first.

He brings... Lianne is in love with you.

With me? Nonsense.

I'd have noticed it by now.

Would you?

Oh, you mean because I...

Well, maybe I am slow.

But with her, it's just silly.

It wouldn't be the first time that you were wrong.

Shaqueline, why do you go out of your way to...

to make me feel foolish?

No, no.

I believe I understand you now, Tor.

You want a woman to admire you because you're big and strong.

Her protector.

And I'm afraid I'm not your kind of a girl.

You seem pretty sure about it.

I am. Quite sure.

But our little Lianne is just...

now where's she running off to?

You can't let her out of your sight for a minute.

Hey, Lianne! Where are you going?

No, you don't come here. You've got to do your lessons.

I've been holding this for you.

Thank you. I hope I'm not getting in the way.

Why, there's nothing to get in the way of.

I wonder how a man could be so dumb.

I tell you, if I were Tor and...

It's all right.

Thanks.

What do you think of our little Lianne?

Why is she next to a woman like you?

A pretty little bobblehead.

Some men prefer pretty little bobbleheads, all the same.

All right. Now make three rows of A's.

And make them neat, understand?

A's?

That's no way for a young girl to behave.

You might have got me really embarrassed, if any.

Well, let's see what you've done. Have you finished your work?

And I thought I'd be able to teach you the alphabet before we even got to...

Port Said.

He's exclusive from Humber.

Tell us what kind of food she ate at the jungle.

Just a moment, please. Will you be quiet?

Lianne's worn out and must have some rest.

Can't you let her speak a few words?

Please, ask if she would not mind.

My friends...

Oh... Homer?

All right, you've had your wish, ladies and gentlemen.

Now, please, please let her ask.

And make any exceptions for any.

I'm here for Mr. Amalong, and my name is...

It was a little bit too much for her.

Does she have any fever?

No, I wouldn't be surprised.

Those reporters acted like they were crazy.

Lianne, what's the matter with you?

I believe she's jealous.

Mr. Gary, from Humber.

Her grandfather sent him after her.

Well, thank heaven we won't be responsible for her much longer.

Well, I suppose we can find out what he wants.

Hello. Good day. My name is Torin.

Dr. Goddard and Mr. Telly.

I'm Gering, and I'm here on behalf of Mr. Amalong.

Then she really is his granddaughter?

Well, that remains to be proven, of course.

Here, she was very dependent when we found her.

Interesting. Is this all the proof we have?

Yes, but her parents would recognize it.

They must know who gave it to her.

Her parents are dead.

I wonder if I might see her.

Certainly. Please, Jacqueline.

You'd think it would be easy to prove who she really is.

I wonder. Well, after all, that thing should be proof enough.

Why should it?

She's really the granddaughter of Mr. Amalong, and she'd be in line to inherit a fortune.

You can buy one of these things anywhere.

And it really wouldn't be much trouble to have it engraved.

But everybody knows we found her living in the jungle among the savages.

Oh. In simple words, you mean we're a bunch of swindlers, do you?

Come, Leonie. Here she is.

Good day. My name is Gary.

She doesn't speak, eh?

She doesn't know the language yet.

You can say good day.

Good day?

Well, I will take her back with me.

My plane leaves in half an hour.

You want to take her now?

Yes. I will have a thorough investigation made to prove she's entitled to anything.

Will you pack her bags, please? Just a minute.

I suppose you'd tell me what happens if your investigation turns out negative.

Well...

Yeah. I think she'd better stay here.

I'm sure that Mr. Göring will see if she's taken care of.

We found Leonie, and she's our responsibility.

Well, at least until her grandfather is willing to recognize her in public.

Oh, but my dear Mr. Tora.

Because if he does not recognize her, then she would be alone and friendless.

A homeless orphan.

Oh, but what could happen to her if Mr. Gengle's with her?

Do you see?

Come along, my dear.

Wait! Keep away from her.

Now, Tora...

Do you mistrust me?

If you want to know the truth...

Yep.

Look, my friend...

Do you imagine that without my help you could obtain what's best for her?

Do you?

Well, you seem to forget that practically every newspaper in the entire world knows about her.

And they'll make sure that she gets whatever she has coming.

And here's my proposition.

I'm willing to ensure Leonie's protection by taking one of you back with us.

Great. Well, get ready.

Now, he means Torin.

Do you agree?

Yeah.

So, you can't receive them in your house robe, you know?

Don't make such a fuss, Alma.

I can't see why I must disturb myself just because I'm about to receive a visitor.

A young girl.

A young girl. Your new granddaughter.

That's merely conjecture as yet, my dear Alma.

Please, your honor, don't bother quoting me those legal phrases.

We should be happy that someone young is coming to visit this old house.

You all won't send old codgers, huh?

Well, I'm afraid I can't disagree with her.

What? Treason? In my own house?

Stay away.

Aye, sir.

She's taking the best room in the house for a little savage...

and bullied me to let her fix it up.

White curtains...

and a rose-colored bedspread.

Ah! These females.

Little savage.

Shame on him.

He was just joking.

He picked it up from Mr. Gering.

You don't mean it.

I sure do.

Mr. Gering was fit to be tied when he first heard the news let me tell you.

And if we're up to him...

he'd send the poor little thing right back into the jungle.

Well, after all, a man in his position.

Oh, you mean because he's the sole heir of the old gentleman?

Where did you learn that?

After all, I've been in the house quite a few years.

Well, he really is, isn't he?

I believe you could hear the termites talking, Alba.

No, I'm just putting two and two together.

It's no more than right.

Now, when the poor child finally has found a home...

Oh, good heavens. Here they are now.

Senator, Mr. Amalongod.

Good day, sir.

Here she is. Hello, Victor.

Hello. Hello.

So, this is the little one.

Well, come, well, come. The senator will be down right away.

Oh, there he is.

It's your grandfather.

The father of your mother.

Mother?

Mm-hmm.

Don't you want to come over to me, Leonie?

Go on, Leonie.

Come, my child.

Do you know who that is?

Mother?

He surely doesn't think that proves her identity.

Honored, sir.

Hey, thank you.

And who is that?

That is Tonga.

Ah? Tonga. Mualaba.

Tonga, good man.

Certainly, certainly.

Alma, see that he has taken care of.

Come, you must be hungry. Come.

A classic illustration of an old, hard-growing younger.

It's to be expected.

After all, I'm sure he's been very lonesome ever since his wife passed away.

And now a pair of pretty blue eyes has conquered him.

Oh, it's more than that, really.

I would have expected a more realistic approach.

Not to mention a greater sense of justice from the old gentlemen.

My dear Gary,

your legal situation is quite clear.

Mr. Amalogan, after his daughter was shipwrecked,

acted on a presumption when he made up his will.

And you, his nephew, is named as his sole surviving heir.

However, your rights now yield preference

to whatever rights the granddaughter may wish to exercise.

But I don't believe anyone has yet proved that she's really his granddaughter.

Of course you're right, my boy, but let's suppose she really is.

Then she is the sole heiress by law and custom.

Of my company?

Of Amalogan's entire estate?

Who made Amalogan's estate what it is?

I. Am I entitled to nothing?

I'm sure my old friend won't forget what you've done.

I poured my whole heart into it, and now he's trying to rob me.

Because of that miserable girl.

That company is my life's work.

Amalogan put me in charge of it.

We has confidence in you, all right.

He has very great confidence,

and you must never betray his faith in you in any way at all.

Of course, I thought I'd find you here.

Why can't you forget about business for a while?

Come on, watch the child.

How marvelous she is.

She can already eat with a knife and fork. Come along. Come on.

After you, sir.

Typically, I did not keep all the letters,

but here are some snapshots my daughter sent me.

This was the house in Karachi.

They moved there.

When Leanne was, let me see.

One year old.

Do you still remember it?

That was your mother's house.

You don't remember it, do you?

I'm sure it'll go much better when she learns the language,

when she can understand what we expect of her.

Is that a secret language?

You see, it's from talk, or the vodos,

but I can make myself understood, sir.

And you can also make certain you obtain the right answer, correct?

If I'm being suspected here,

it doesn't make much sense for me to try to clear up this matter, does it?

No one suspects you, my dear Torin,

but you must admit your methods are strange, to say the least.

Is that so?

Order now, Victor.

I also wish to clear up this matter,

and for any help Torin can give me, I am grateful.

Let's see, you mentioned a briefcase of your daughter's,

perhaps a letter that could connect Leanne with your granddaughter.

Might be in it.

I'll go through it first thing tomorrow morning.

I want you to sleep here tonight.

Thanks, and what about Tonga?

Oh, they find a place for him.

Alma, take Leanne.

Show her the room.

We fixed up.

There, now sleep well.

Pleasant dreams.

Good night.

Night.

And now I'm going to turn out the light.

Good morning, Frieda.

Good morning, Hansen.

By Emma, what's wrong?

I was just going through the hallway upstairs.

I was just bringing Miss Alma her breakfast.

And sitting right near the door of Miss Leanne's room

is this big savage glaring at me.

Oh, my goodness.

Are you sure he's not in the little house out in the garden?

But I've just told you that.

And Miss Lianni was not in her room.

You'd better run up fast and tell Miss Alma about it.

Yeah. Oh, don't worry. She already knows.

Mr. Gerring.

The girl has disappeared.

Lianni?

Have you looked for her?

Of course. I don't know where she could have gone.

Where's Taren?

In the first room.

Get out of the way.

Good morning.

Lianni's disappeared.

Do you have any idea where she is?

I... no.

There she is. Lianni.

Morning.

How did you get in here?

Perhaps we'll have to clarify this.

Oh, I'm sure it's quite harmless.

I wonder if Mr. Amalangan would agree.

Come along, Miss Alma.

Now, hold on a minute. Wait.

I'll find a robe for her.

Oh, give her mine.

Why, Taren, angry?

Why? Because...

Oh, Lianni, don't you see?

Now you've got us into a nice kettle of food.

Oh, it's not as bad as all that.

Come, Lianni.

Today, good day.

What?

Oh, yeah.

I believe your peduncle, the situation couldn't be much clearer.

I believe Mr. Taren.

No guest would abuse my hospitality in that manner.

I will leave your house at once, sir.

Oh, there is no hurry.

However, I do think it would be better for Lianni to break her links with the past without delay.

Very well, sir.

There's just one thing more.

Huh?

What's that?

As Lianni grew up in comparative freedom, she bitterly resents any kind of force or restraint.

She feels it is a physical threat.

Where is she now, Victor?

Locked up in her room to keep her out of mischief.

What?

You locked her up.

Get the police.

The police have no business in my house.

You want to leave him around so he can murder someone?

He won't harm anyone except to protect himself or Lianni.

Ciao.

Buon amite, Hara.

Ciao.

Amataki.

Don't worry.

They'll take good care of you.

He'll see.

One day he'll cut your throat to express his thanks to you.

Don.

Please, sir, would you mind if I waited around a bit?

I'd like to make sure that she gets over the shock.

Why, I was just about to ask that of you.

Thanks.

Do you see Lianni?

By by not yet.

La tu mi buada.

Unga?

Would you also help me to accustom her to the horrors of our modern-day civilization?

Come, dear, come. Don't be afraid.

Cross this street with a light up there.

You should do it now. Watch it. Be careful.

Any mail for me, there.

And do you have anything for the lady, for Dr. Goddard?

Continue, Rita. I'm very sorry.

Look, I got a card from Coron and he writes love and kisses to Dr. Pauline.

Now, what do you say to that?

Really? Let's see it.

Don't you believe me? Go on, read it.

You see, he only thinks about you.

Looks like you both make mistakes in spelling.

They're the same as everybody makes.

It's all right, Tiber. I know you meant well.

It's been finished for quite some time.

Come with me.

Where?

On land.

They tell me the wine here is just marvelous.

Come on, I feel like dancing again.

What? You mean with me?

Oh, Jacqueline.

I'm putting on my best suit and I'll be right back.

Promise you'll be.

All right.

And this will go out tonight, Miss Hanneman?

Yes.

What time is it?

7.12.

You may go home, then.

Oh, but there are two men waiting to see you.

They said you would know the name...

...Nedrick?

Oh, yes, certainly.

I'll see them.

Yes, sir. Shall I wait?

Now, I won't need you anymore.

Thank you, sir.

Now, hold on.

I think I would rather see Nedrick alone first.

All right, sir.

Good evening, Mr. Gary.

Well, as it said, will he do it?

Of course.

I told you you could rely on the need to detective agency completely.

And the price?

A little high.

Four bills.

Scoundrel.

All right.

Have you explained to him that I must not be drawn into it in any way whatsoever?

Certainly. Your name won't be mentioned, Mr. Gary.

I'll see him now.

Jensen, here you go.

Hello, Mr. Goode.

Your name is Jensen, eh?

That's right, sir.

Yeah, Jensen. That's my real name.

Is it true, as Mr. Nedrick tells me, that you're one of the few survivors of the Imperial?

That's right. I was hired out of Cairo.

And could you testify that no passengers were among the survivors?

Uh...

I guess so.

Now, what do you mean? Could you or couldn't you?

Sure, sure. I could say so.

Of course I could.

You'd better be sure you might have to swear to it.

Yeah...

Remember the last time we spoke?

What you said, how you saw her drown, how you saw her corpse, and all that?

That's right. That's what I saw.

All right, then. You can say it under oath.

Sure, under oath.

All right, I'll swear to it.

I see. It's all in order, then.

He's all right with me, Nedrick.

Good night.

No, come on. Never mind.

Good night, sir.

Come on.

Just one more thing, sir.

What is it?

I just wanted to say, how about some money?

Can't you wait for it?

All right.

Shall I give you a receipt?

You're sure that your daughter never described in any of her letters the amulet that she gave to Lianne?

But that's just it.

I can't remember it if she did.

There were more letters in these, too, but I've lost a few.

Hey, Marla Simba! Jaller!

Look, he's just like a cat.

Good enough to him. Run!

Oh, Marla Simba, Marla.

Oh, I don't know. Looks like it's hopeless.

Tor, when must you go back?

I'm taking the boat on the 4th.

If I were you, I wouldn't worry so much about Lianne.

I will take good care of her until you come back.

I'm sure you will.

Hey, just look how that little devil is climbing up.

Watch out. Don't lose your balance.

Oh, my goodness.

Don't worry. She swims like a fish.

Her mother swims like that.

Come here. Come here, you little brat.

Here. Take it. Go on. It's for you.

Oh, Genji.

Yeah.

Hey, wait. That's good money.

Hey, Sichu, the way. She's not after me just for my gold.

Long, long. That's me.

I'm as long as too much for her to say.

Isn't she a wonderful preacher?

I think so, too.

Come, Lianne. Breakfast.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. Here it is.

This must be the last she wrote.

Yeah. Now, let's see what happens.

Is she all right? Lianne is rather hard to manage.

She prefers to play with Terry, her fox terrier,

or she climbs on chairs or benches.

She won't drink milk, but insists on giving it to her pets.

She hasn't changed much.

Now, you see, isn't that a proof?

Don't worry. You don't need any proof for us.

I use me a jam on the...

That is Lianne's work of art, Alma.

Yes, yes. See here what my daughter says.

Lianne just put her hand into the jam pot.

As she cannot write, this will be her greeting to you.

Lianne, oh, those dirty cans.

What a masterpiece. Look at her. She marvellous.

Let me see your fingers. Aren't you ashamed?

I'll go in and get her a clean glass.

Excuse me, Alma. I wonder if I could have that glass.

This one?

Good morning. Good morning, sir.

Good morning, Victani News.

Yes, last night I had a call from an investigator.

He says he's located a witness to the shipwreck who says that...

The proof is here. What?

Yes, best proof in the world. What do you mean?

Compare the fingerprints on this glass with the fingerprints on this letter.

Oh, dear, you're right. They look perfectly alike.

Look here. Look for yourself, Alma.

You don't expect to prove it as easy as that.

Lianne was merely a child when that was written.

A person's fingerprints remain the same throughout his whole life.

Really? Yes, he's right. I'm sure everyone knows that.

Alma, tell Loy of Alma that I want to see him right away.

Oh, better yet, I'll get him myself. Come along.

Now, wait a minute.

Oh, a simple one.

Tell him, please, because I know that he will.

Vamut is out of town. Be back tomorrow.

He'll be here by noon.

Tor, I'm afraid I really don't know how to thank you.

Oh, that's all right.

Besides, nothing's really proven yet.

Of course. Of course it is.

I never doubted for an instant that Lianne was really my granddaughter.

Well, I'll be sorry to go. I'm getting to like it here.

Well, if you like it, why leave?

Well, Lianne is going to be taken care of all right,

and the professor's waiting for me back there.

Besides, what's there to do here?

Now, oh, you could find something to do, I'm sure.

Like what? Oh, I may be wrong.

But Lianne seems to like a certain young man.

I guess you're right.

I guess you're right, but who am I to try?

What does that dog got?

Hey, Blackie, what have you got there?

Oh, he just likes to play with paper.

Give it here.

What's this?

There's something strange here, Mr. Amalongen.

It's your daughter's letter. How could he have gotten it?

He could have, sir. He must have taken it from the table.

But the dog certainly couldn't have crumpled.

But who would want to do a thing like that? Who would want to make this letter disappear?

You mean you really don't know?

Senator?

Where's my nephew?

He said he was going to town. There he goes now.

It's about time I straightened him out on a few points. I'll see you later.

Oh, don't worry. Leave him to me. It's better.

I'll take care of him tomorrow morning.

Will you have dinner with us?

I'd like to, but I'm afraid I'd better do some work.

Tomorrow at 12 then. When vomit comes.

All right. I certainly don't want to miss that. Until tomorrow.

All right. I want to say goodbye to Lianne.

Of course. And remember, my boy, I just wish I knew how to thank you.

I'm going away now, Lianne.

You go?

Yes, I must go now. But tomorrow I'll come back and then I'll...

I'll tell you about it tomorrow. Goodbye.

It's all right. Goodbye, Simba.

That's right. And whatever you do, make sure that my nephew knows that I'll be expecting to see him tonight to hold the time free. Yes.

Good morning, Mr. Gerring is waiting for you.

Good morning. Good morning.

Sorry we're late, but one never knows what to expect from the traffic. Where's the senator?

Up in his room, I believe.

Oh, my. I hope he's feeling all right. Good morning, Elmo.

Good morning, Councillor. Mr. Thorin.

How is the old gentleman?

Well, he was up a bit later than usual last night, but he's making up for it this morning.

Oh, sure, sure. But does the doctor know about it?

Oh, yeah.

Morning, Senator.

Mr. Emma Longan.

I'm afraid he might have had an attack.

Mr. Emma Longan?

Sent for locksmith, Elmo.

He might be dying in there. We'll break the door down. Look out.

When have none of that?

Every second counts. Go ahead if you can. Try it.

What is that, Victor?

Why, it's just a pencil.

Where was it?

Lying beside the door.

Hadn't you better put it back?

If you wish.

I must ask everyone not to touch anything until the police get here. I'll call them.

And when was the last time that you saw Mr. Emma Longan?

Last night about... half past twelve.

And was there anything strange when you were all about him?

Just the usual. Four stiff grogs and a smidgen of curable.

Never mind. We don't want so many details. Thank you. You can go.

Look, the key is still in the door. So the one who did it couldn't have opened it.

Did he come in through the window?

Climbing a thirty-foot wall.

Tonga!

Tonga? Who is that?

That's how he came up the last time.

And what reason would Tonga have to murder old Mr. Emma Longan?

Can anyone tell me who this knife belongs to?

Yes, it's his. It's the one he tried to use him before.

Who?

Tonga.

Inspector Canice and Liana to get him. He might be afraid.

Ukanda Tonga.

Yeah.

By the way, Inspector, do you still have the pencil that was found near the door?

Yes. Here it is.

Mind if I see it?

No.

He's not going to try to make us believe that this pencil is the murder weapon.

I trust.

No, it's Tonga.

Tonga.

Let's go.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Is that so? Who else could have climbed the wall?

By the way, Inspector, that letter Mr. Emma Longan wanted to see me about.

Your positive it wasn't found?

I should think he'd have put it away someplace.

I'm sure it's around here.

Not in this room, it isn't.

What difference does it make? Suppose we never find the letter.

Well, let me have that, please.

Who served Mr. Emma Longan his breakfast?

I did.

Oh, no, that's right, I didn't.

Mr. Gering took it away from me on the stairs.

Would you let me borrow your piece of string, Mr. Gering?

What piece of string?

Why, this one.

What are you going to do with it?

Oh, I want to test my theory, but this pencil plays an important part in it.

You see, this pencil has two slight indentations, one on each side.

There, you see, they fit the ring of the key exactly.

Now, it would have been possible for someone to pass the string around the pencil like this,

then he could bring the string down below.

There it is.

Now, if someone pulls the string from the outside, Officer, would you be so kind?

Interesting, isn't it?

Does it prove we murdered Mr. Emma Longan?

Well, it might, wouldn't you say it opens up the possibilities that someone might have murdered Mr. Emma Longan

and tried to divert mission against someone else who was really innocent?

Hmm, I just don't know what to say.

Ah, but don't you believe there's one thing you may have forgotten?

May I?

Of course.

Break it down.

Tamalong and Fortune, Keller, did you hear that?

Here, this just came in for Nairobi.

Leanna leaving tomorrow for a trip through Africa where she will visit the Danner expedition.

She's coming, that's wonderful.

Torren's with her in Tonga too, what a homecoming.

He's doing all right for a local boy.

Yeah.