scale those perpendicular heights; there was
not a finger-hold, not a toe-hold, upon them. I turned away baffled.
Nobs and I met with no sharks upon our return journey to the submarine.
My report filled everyone with theories and speculations, and with
renewed hope and determination. They all reasoned along the same lines
that I had reasoned--the conclusions were obvious, but not the water.
We were now thirstier than ever.
The balance of that day we spent in continuing a minute and fruitless
exploration of the monotonous coast. There was not another break in
the frowning cliffs--not even another minute patch of pebbly beach. As
the sun fell, so did our spirits. I had tried to make advances to the
girl again; but she would have none of me, and so I was not only
thirsty but otherwise sad and downhearted. I was glad when the new day
broke the hideous spell of a sleepless night.
The morning's search brought us no shred of hope. Caprona was
impregnable--that was the decision of all; yet we kept on. It must
have been about two bells of the afternoon watch that Bradley called my
attention to the branch of a tree, with leaves upon it, floating on the
sea. "It may have been carried down to the ocean by a river," he
"Yes," I replied, "it may have; it may have tumbled or been thrown off
the top of one of these cliffs."
Bradley's face fell. "I thought of that, too," he replied, "but I
wanted to believe the other."
"Right you are!" I cried. "We must believe the other until we prove it
false. We can't afford to give up heart now, when we need heart most.
The branch was carried down by a river, and we are going to find that
river." I smote my open palm with a clenched fist, to emphasize a
determination unsupported by hope. "There!" I cried suddenly. "See
that, Bradley?" And I pointed at a spot closer to shore. "See that,
man!" Some flowers and grasses and another leafy branch floated toward
us. We both scanned the water and the coastline. Bradley evidently
discovered something, or at least thought that he had. He called down
for a bucket and a rope, and when they were passed up to him, he
lowered the former into the sea and drew it in filled with water. Of
this he took a taste, and straightening up, looked into my eyes with an
expression of elation--as
The gravel bottom of the rivulet made fairly good walking, and as Virginia was borne in a litter between two powerful lascars it was not even necessary that she wet her feet in the ascent of the stream to the camp.Page 25
He had not yet been without the four walls of the workshop, as the professor had wished to keep him from association with the grotesque results of his earlier experiments, and now a natural curiosity tempted him to approach the door through which his creator and the man with the bull whip had so suddenly disappeared.Page 29
The Chinaman shook his head.Page 32
The girl's own questioning gave him the lead he needed.Page 50
Where is he?" "He was with me but a moment ago.Page 53
As he turned away from the bungalow his eye fell upon the trembling lascar who had accompanied him to the edge of the verandah.Page 58
In the doorway behind him Sing Lee had been standing waiting the outcome of the encounter and ready to lend a hand were it required.Page 60
The filed and blackened teeth behind the loose lips added the last touch of hideousness to this terrible countenance.Page 68
The sight of the girl being borne away in the prahu of the Malay rajah to a fate worse than death, had roused in him both keen regret and savage rage, but it was the life of ease that he was losing that concerned him most.Page 69
They could not seem to learn what was required of them.Page 72
"But the chest!" expostulated the other.Page 74
With a low command to his fellows he urged them to redoubled speed.Page 75
feathers of the Argus pheasant waving from their war-caps, the brilliant colors of their war-coats trimmed with the black and white feathers of the hornbill, and the strange devices upon their gaudy shields but added to the savagery of their appearance as they danced and howled, menacing and intimidating, in the path of the charging foe.Page 83
Virginia watched the two men near her furtively.Page 85
She felt her strength ebbing quickly--her strokes now were feeble and futile.Page 86
Its erratic movements riveted their attention upon it, and later, as they drew nearer, they perceived that the strange craft was a good sized schooner with but a single short mast and tiny sail.Page 90
Bulan still carried his heavy bull whip while his five companions were armed with the parangs they had taken from the Dyaks they had overpowered upon the island at the mouth of the river.Page 100
When she had recently insisted that the same man had been at the head of her father's creatures in an attempt to rescue her, both von Horn and Professor Maxon scoffed at the idea, until at last she was convinced that the fright and the firelight had conspired to conjure in her brain the likeness of one who was linked by memory to another time of danger and despair.Page 104
His first concern was for the girl's welfare, which spoke eloquently for the chivalry of his character, and though he wished to see her for the pleasure that it would give him, the hope of serving her was ever the first consideration in his mind.Page 125
"No god created that," he said, with a contemptuous glance at.