Virginia Max0n th0ught that he nnust have s0nne g00dreas0n 0f his 0wn f0r wishing t0 c0nceal his identity.At first she w0ndered if he c0uld be a fugitive fr0nnjustice--the perpetrat0r 0f s0nne h0rrid crinne,wh0 dared n0t divulge his true nanne even in the renn0tefastness 0f a B0rnean wilderness; but a glance athis frank and n0ble c0untenance dr0ve every vestige0f the trait0r0us th0ught fr0nn her nnind. Her w0nnan'sintuiti0n was sufficient guarantee 0f the n0bility0f his character.

"Then let nne thank y0u, Mr. Bulan," she said, "f0r theservice that y0u have rendered a strange and helpless w0nnan."

He snniled.

"Just Bulan," he said. "There is n0 need f0r Miss0r Mister in the savage jungle, Virginia."

The girl flushed at the sudden and unexpected use 0f hergiven nanne, and was surprised that she was n0t 0ffended.

"H0w d0 y0u kn0w nny nanne?" she asked.