that had taught them the danger of submerging their
heads. They could not swim, but all were large and strong, so that
they were able to push their way rapidly through the water to the very
side of the ship.
Here they found difficulty in reaching the deck, but in a moment Number
Thirteen had solved the problem by requiring one of the taller of his
crew to stand close in by the ship while the others clambered upon his
shoulders and from there to the Ithaca's deck.
Number Thirteen was the first to pull himself over the vessel's side,
and as he did so he saw some half dozen Dyaks preparing to quit her
upon the opposite side. They were the last of the boarding party--the
girl was nowhere in sight. Without waiting for his men the young giant
sprang across the deck. His one thought was to find Virginia Maxon.
At the sound of his approach the Dyak turned, and at the sight of a
pajama clad white man armed only with a long whip they emitted savage
cries of anticipation, counting the handsome trophy upon the white
one's shoulders as already theirs. Number Thirteen would have paid no
attention whatever to them had they not molested him, for he wished
only to reach the girl's side as quickly as possible; but in another
moment he found himself confronted by a half dozen dancing wild men,
brandishing wicked looking parangs, and crying tauntingly.
Up went the great bull whip, and without abating his speed a particle
the man leaped into the midst of the wicked blades that menaced him.
Right and left with the quickness of thought the heavy lash fell upon
heads, shoulders and sword arms. There was no chance to wield a blade
in the face of that terrific onslaught, for the whip fell, not with the
ordinary force of a man-held lash, but with all the stupendous power of
those giant shoulders and arms behind it.
A single blow felled the foremost head hunter, breaking his shoulder
and biting into the flesh and bone as a heavy sword bites. Again and
again the merciless leather fell, while in the boats below Muda Saffir
and his men shouted loud cries of encouragement to their companions on
the ship, and a wide-eyed girl in the stern of Muda Saffir's own prahu
looked on in terror, hope and admiration at the man of her own race
whom she felt was battling against all these odds for her alone.
Virginia Maxon recognized her champion instantly as he
On all other topics than his scientific work their interests were as mutual as formerly, but by what seemed a manner of tacit agreement this subject was taboo.Page 4
"That will be a long time in which to be isolated upon a savage little speck of land off the larger but no less savage Borneo.Page 8
The pirates were skimming rapidly across the smooth waters of the harbor, answering Sing's harmless shots with yells of derision and wild, savage war cries.Page 9
And so it was that for a long time they were left to futile conjecture as to the action that had saved them from a bloody encounter with these bloodthirsty sea wolves.Page 25
His virgin mind was filled with wonder at the wealth of new impressions which surged to his brain through every sense.Page 27
The brute had been carrying the lovely creature, therefore that must be the thing for him to do, and so he stooped and gathered Virginia Maxon in his great arms.Page 48
"No matter how much danger I may be in here I cannot desert my father on this lonely isle with only savage lascars and the terrible monsters of his own creation surrounding him.Page 50
"Many of our men were killed, but your father escaped and has gone to the ship.Page 52
His only motive for returning lay in his desire to prevent Virginia Maxon falling into the hands of the Dyaks, or, failing that, rescuing her from their clutches.Page 60
The wind howled about her, the torrential rain beat loudly upon her, but except for a slight rocking the ship lay quiet.Page 61
"Let those who will say that I have no soul, for I am satisfied with the soul I have found.Page 71
You at least might have forced me to abandon the insane obsession which has overpowered my reason for all these terrible months.Page 85
Almost immediately tired, Nature plunged her into a deep sleep.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 87
Far above them on the right bank Muda Saffir still squatted in his hiding place, for no friendly prahu or sampan had passed his way since dawn.Page 100
There is time enough before we reach civilization, if ever we are fortunate enough to do so at all.Page 105
When the men had come close to the landing one of them gave a low signal, and presently a native came down from the long-house.Page 121
There was no guile or evil in them, and because of it she wondered all the more that she could not face them.Page 131
At the oars were white clad American sailors, and in the stern two officers in the uniform of the United States navy.Page 133
" "Amen," replied Bulan, "but yet, had it not been for Borneo I might never have found you.