free hand. The fourth
Dyak danced around the two with raised parang watching for an opening
that he might deliver a silencing blow upon the white man's skull.
The great odds against the two men--their bravery in the face of death,
their grave danger--and last and greatest, the fact that one was the
father of the beautiful creature he worshipped, wrought a sudden change
in Number Thirteen. In an instant he forgot that he had come here to
kill the white-haired man, and with a bound stood in the center of the
room--an unarmed giant towering above the battling four.
The parang of the Dyak who sought Professor Maxon's life was already
falling as a mighty hand grasped the wrist of the head hunter; but even
then it was too late to more than lessen the weight of the blow, and
the sharp edge of the blade bit deep into the forehead of the white
man. As he sank to his knees his other antagonist freed an arm from
the embrace which had pinioned it to his side, but before he could deal
the professor a blow with the short knife that up to now he had been
unable to use, Number Thirteen had hurled his man across the room and
was upon him who menaced the scientist.
Tearing him loose from his prey, he raised him far above his head and
threw him heavily against the opposite wall, then he turned his
attention toward Sing's assailants. All that had so far saved the
Chinaman from death was the fact that the two savages were each so
anxious to secure his head for the verandah rafters of his own
particular long-house that they interfered with one another in the
consummation of their common desire.
Although battling for his life, Sing had not failed to note the advent
of the strange young giant, nor the part he had played in succoring the
professor, so that it was with a feeling of relief that he saw the
newcomer turn his attention toward those who were rapidly reducing the
citadel of his own existence.
The two Dyaks who sought the trophy which nature had set upon the
Chinaman's shoulders were so busily engaged with their victim that they
knew nothing of the presence of Number Thirteen until a mighty hand
seized each by the neck and they were raised bodily from the floor,
shaken viciously for an instant, and then hurled to the opposite end of
the room upon the bodies of the two who had preceded them.
As Sing came to his feet he
A brave man often is reduced to the pitiful condition of a yellow dog when nausea sits astride his stomach.Page 18
Keep a close tongue in your head and stick by me in what's going to happen in the next few days.Page 30
" With a bow he turned and left the cabin.Page 58
" "Stow it!" admonished Theriere at last; "your foolish bluster can't hide the bald fact that you deserted your post in time of danger.Page 64
others have gone for the supplies now and as soon as they return we shall commence the ascent of the cliffs.Page 83
"How should I know, who was asleep when she was brought, and only heard the womenfolk this morning whispering that Oda Yorimoto had brought home a new woman the night before.Page 103
"I suppose so," he said; "this ain't no place to spend the night--it's too open.Page 108
" "Well, I'll stay within hailing distance, and you can look for me back any time between now and sundown.Page 120
Follow down the river till you come to a little island--it should be the first one from where you strike the river.Page 121
They did not hear any further firing behind them.Page 141
They hain't got no love for you, Byrne.Page 143
Even before it was read Billy knew that he had been found guilty.Page 161
He noticed that Bridge hadn't said what HE was running away from.Page 182
As he started to herd them from the hut Billy demurred.Page 197
The youth had been a "lunger" from Iowa, a fairly nice little chap, and entirely suited to his.Page 206
As chance would have it, it was the same building in which Billy labored and the room lay upon the rear side of it overlooking the same yard.Page 222
" The older man laughed.Page 232
He saw an American in earnest conversation with Jose.Page 240
A few horses stood within the enclosure, their heads drooping dejectedly.Page 270
His ammunition was exhausted and with it had departed his courage.