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The girls had worn long garments of a cloth that was unusual and exquisitely woven. Dr. Wilson thought
about that cloth now. He wished he'd asked for a sample of it. He knew now that he'd never seen a
piece of cloth like that since.

Now, in view of what he had discovered earlier in the day, he was intensely interested.

He looked at Slow John thoughtfully.

“What are the Su?” he asked.

“My people,” said Slow John immediately.

“Where are the Su?”

SLOW JOHN did not answer that immediately, but Dr. Wilson could tell that he was not going to ignore
the question. The Indian was thinking it over, choosing words, weighing them, and probably weighing Dr.
Wilson's own belief or disbelief in the story.
With his first words, Slow John showed a remarkable understanding of Dr. Wilson's ideas.

“You have always believed I was just a Seminole, haven't you?” Slow John asked.

He had been in Georgia so long that he had lost his native accent, the accent of his mother tongue, and he
had a little of the drawling Southerner in his voice.

“Yes, that is what I half suspected,” Dr. Wilson said.

Slow John thought for a while longer.

“You are not a imaginative man,” he said.

Dr. Wilson was not offended. “No, I am not,” he agreed. “I am hardheaded.”

Slow John said, “You are not a man who, if he heard the cry a passenger pigeon in a bush, would readily
assume there was a passenger pigeon in the bush.”

“Not me,” said Dr. Wilson. “And do you know why? Passenger pigeons have been extinct for many
years. The last one died in a zoo in 1913.”

“That,” said Slow John, “is what I mean. “

“Eh?”

“You would not believe me if I told you the story of the Su.”

“Why not?”

“Let me illustrate,” Slow John said.

“Many years ago, many thousands of years ago, there was a land called Atlantis. It was between Africa
and South America, and it was a very civilized land, more civilized than any part of the world. Probably