The Monster Men

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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The thought of the girl's danger and
suffering were of but secondary consideration to him, for the man was
incapable of either deep love or true chivalry.

Quite the contrary were the emotions which urged on the soulless
creature who now found himself in undisputed possession of a Dyak war
prahu. His only thought was of the girl being rapidly borne away
across the glimmering waters of the strait. He knew not to what
dangers she was exposed, or what fate threatened her. All he knew was
that she had been taken by force against her will. He had seen the
look of terror in her eyes, and the dawning hope die out as the boat
that carried her had turned rapidly away from the Ithaca. His one
thought now was to rescue her from her abductors and return her to her
father. Of his own reward or profit he entertained no single
thought--it was enough if he could fight for her. That would be reward
sufficient.

Neither Number Thirteen nor any of his crew had ever before seen a
boat, and outside of the leader there was scarcely enough brains in the
entire party to render it at all likely that they could ever navigate
it, but the young man saw that the other prahus were being propelled by
the long sticks which protruded from their sides, and he also saw the
sails bellying with wind, though he had but a vague conception of their
purpose.

For a moment he stood watching the actions of the men in the nearest
boat, and then he set himself to the task of placing his own men at the
oars and instructing them in the manner of wielding the unfamiliar
implements. For an hour he worked with the brainless things that
constituted his party. They could not seem to learn what was required
of them. The paddles were continually fouling one another, or being
merely dipped into the water and withdrawn without the faintest
semblance of a stroke made.

The tiresome maneuvering had carried them about in circles back and
forth across the harbor, but by it Number Thirteen had himself learned
something of the proper method of propelling and steering his craft.
At last, more through accident than intent, they came opposite the
mouth of the basin, and then chance did for them what days of arduous
endeavor upon their part might have failed to accomplish.

As they hung wavering in the opening, the broad strait before them, and
their quarry fast diminishing to small specks upon the

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