"He will," said Dick; "and I bought him because, I says to myself, I says: Here's just the sorter thing our doctor would be glad to have, and he'd pin a long name to him directly, and say as he's a Blackskinnius Monkinius, or something of the kind." "And are you going to take it to the doctor?" said Bob. "Yes, sir, now, directly I've showed you how he can pick cokey-nuts. Bill Black, mate, just step down and bring that ball o' stout fishing-line out o' the locker, will you?" The sailor addressed went down, and returned directly after to Dick, who undid the chain, and tied one end of the stout fishing cord to the monkey's strap. The little animal had been munching away at the biscuit in a quaint semi-human fashion; but as soon as Dick had fastened one end of the cord to the belt, it seemed to know what was wanted, for it squatted upon the deck, looking intelligently up in the sailor's face. "There, ain't he an old un?" said Dick. "Now then, Yusuf, be kraja." As the monkey heard the last two words, it sprang up the rigging to one of the great blocks, which in his mind represented the cocoa-nuts it was to bring down, and seizing one it tried hard to twist it off, chattering angrily, till Dick gave the cord a jerk, when the animal bounded to another block, and tried hard to fetch it off, going so far as to gnaw at the rope that held it, till Dick gave the cord another jerk, when it came down. "Well done, old man," said Dick, patting the animal, which kept close to his leg, as if feeling that it must find protection of him, when Dick took it under his arm. "Are you going now, Dick?" said Bob, eagerly. "Yes, sir." "Wait a moment, and let me see if I can get leave. Why, look here; the doctor's coming aboard." True enough, Doctor Bolter was seen in a sampan rowed by one of the Malays, and a minute or two later he was on deck. "Monkey, eh?" he said sharply, as he saw the animal. "_Semnopithecus Maurus_, I should say. What are you going to do with it?" "Dick was going to give it to you, sir," said Bob, smiling. "Give it--to me?" cried the doctor. "Thanks; no, my man, I must draw the line somewhere. Keep it on board. Climb the rigging, and that sort of thing. Here, you Roberts, tell the captain I'm here." Bob went off, and then brought a message to the doctor, who went into the cabin. On returning to where Dick was standing, that worthy was scratching in a melancholy way at his head. "I'm 'bout done over this here monkey, sir," he said. "I can't go and get the chap to take him back." "Keep him, and make a pet of him, Dick," said the middy, holding out a lump of sugar to the subject of their conversation. "No, sir, that wouldn't do. The skipper wouldn't stand it; and besides, if the monkey was mine the chaps would lead him such a life, teaching him to smoke tobacco and drink grog. Will you have him, sir?" "No, Dick," was the reply. "I've no money to spend on monkeys."