she did not know whether to be angry, or frightened, or glad
of the truth that she read there; or mortified that it had awakened in
her a realization that possibly an analysis of her own interest in this
young stranger might reveal more than she had imagined.
The constraint that suddenly fell upon them was relieved when Bulan
motioned her to follow him back down the trail into the gorge in search
of food. There they sat together upon a fallen tree beside a tiny
rivulet, eating the fruit that the man gathered. Often their eyes met
as they talked, but always the girl's fell before the open worship of
Many were the men who had looked in admiration at Virginia Maxon in the
past, but never, she felt, with eyes so clean and brave and honest.
There was no guile or evil in them, and because of it she wondered all
the more that she could not face them.
"What a wonderful soul those eyes portray," she thought, "and how
perfectly they assure the safety of my life and honor while their owner
is near me."
And the man thought: "Would that I owned a soul that I might aspire to
live always near her--always to protect her."
When they had eaten the two set out once more in search of the river,
and the confidence that is born of ignorance was theirs, so that beyond
each succeeding tangled barrier of vines and creepers they looked to
see the swirling stream that would lead them to the girl's father.
On and on they trudged, the man often carrying the girl across the
rougher obstacles and through the little streams that crossed their
path, until at last came noon, and yet no sign of the river they
sought. The combined jungle craft of the two had been insufficient
either to trace the way that they had come, or point the general
direction of the river.
As the afternoon drew to a close Virginia Maxon commenced to lose
heart--she was confident that they were lost. Bulan made no pretence
of knowing the way, the most that he would say being that eventually
they must come to the river. As a matter-of-fact had it not been for
the girl's evident concern he would have been glad to know that they
were irretrievably lost; but for her sake his efforts to find the river
When at last night closed down upon them the girl was, at heart, terror
stricken, but she hid her true state from the man, because she
"Shouldn't have fired, Sinclair," he said; "can't waste ammunition.Page 8
In a moment he raised his head.Page 11
It might have turned itself into this thing, which ain't no natural thing at all, just to get poor Tippet.Page 14
Brady had gone on from eight to ten, followed by Sinclair from ten to twelve, then Bradley had been awakened.Page 16
Within hailing distance they set up such a loud shouting that presently heads appeared above the top of.Page 20
Finally, these disappeared and silence reigned, broken only by the breathing of the creature which indicated to the Englishman that they were sleeping somewhere in the same apartment.Page 25
Bradley was glad that he had a pedestal all to himself.Page 28
The Englishman soon realized that the battle was going against him.Page 30
There was a space between the chests and the wall, and into this he forced the corpse, piling the discarded robes upon it until it was entirely hidden from sight; but now how was he to make good his escape in the bright glare of that early Spring day? He walked to the door at the far end of the apartment and cautiously opened it an inch.Page 32
The Wieroo looked relieved.Page 36
Its very silence rendered it the more terrible.Page 39
In it he found explanations of the hitherto inexplicable.Page 44
He had taken two hundred and sixty-nine steps--afterward he knew that he should never forget that number--when something bumped gently against him from behind.Page 54
And also as they advanced the more numerous became the Wieroos moving hither and thither within the temple.Page 58
He fastened these together at each end and without a word secured one of the ends about the girl's body beneath her arms.Page 60
Yes, there was the man asleep.Page 65
Two more stood near a door a few yards distant.Page 67
We have escaped from death for a time at least.Page 73
For five minutes Bradley watched, and then he determined to board the submarine and investigate.Page 80
There were about twenty warriors moving forward in a thin line, as our infantry advance as skirmishers.