other gums and spices; a land whose shades are created by cocoa-nut palms, ebony, banana, bread-fruit, gutta-percha, upas, sesamum, and a vast variety of other trees and shrubs, the branches of which are laden with fruits, and flowers, and paroquets, and monkeys.
Little Letta's heart was full to overflowing, so much so that she could scarcely speak while walking along holding Robin's hand. But there was more than mere emotion in her bosom—memory was strangely busy in her brain, puzzling her with dreamy recognitions both as to sights and sounds.
"It's so like home!" she murmured once, looking eagerly round.
"Is it?" said Robin with intense interest. "Look hard at it, little one; do you recognise any object that used to be in your old home?"
The child shook her head sadly. "No, not exactly—everything is so like, and—and yet not like, somehow."
They came just then upon a clearing among sugar-cane, in the midst of which stood a half-ruined hut, quite open in front and thatched with broad leaves. On a bench near the entrance was seated an old grey-haired Malay man with a bottle beside him. Nearer to the visitors a young girl was digging in the ground.
"That 's the old Malay, for certain," said Sam;
