Legends
knowledge of science. By that I mean my own qualifications. I am an explorer, not a scientist"
At this point Balch, the financier who had not spoken before, leaned forward.
"Three excellent points," he nodded. "I can answer them. We can supply you with funds, Captain Gray," he said decisively.
"And permission from the Chinese authorities?"
"We have passports signed, in blank, for an American hunter and naturalist to journey into the interior of China, to the Gobi Desert."
"You will not go alone," explained Van Schaick. "We realize that a scientist must accompany you."
We have the man," continued Balch, "an orientologist—speaks Persian and Turki—knows Central Asia like a book. Professor Arminius Delabar. He'll join you at Frisco." He stood up and held out his hand. "Gray, you're the man we want! I like your talk." He laughed boyishly, being young in heart, in spite of his years. "You're equal to the job—and you can shoot a mountain sheep or a bandit in the head at five hundred yards. Don't deny it—you've done it!"
"Maps?" asked Gray dryly.
"The best we could get. Chinese and Russian surveys of the Western Gobi," Balch explained briskly. "We want you to start right off. We know that our dearest foes, the British Asiatic So-
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