"My God!" he exclaimed. "Are you a man?"
"What did you think I was?" asked Korak.
"A gorilla," replied Baynes, honestly.
"Who are you?" he repeated.
"I'm an Englishman by the name of Baynes; but who the devil are you?"
asked the Hon. Morison.
"They call me The Killer," replied Korak, giving the English
translation of the name that Akut had given him. And then after a
pause during which the Hon. Morison attempted to pierce the darkness
and catch a glimpse of the features of the strange being into whose
hands he had fallen, "You are the same whom I saw kissing the girl at
the edge of the great plain to the East, that time that the lion
"Yes," replied Baynes.
"What are you doing here?"
"The girl was stolen--I am trying to rescue her."
"Stolen!" The word was shot out like a bullet from a gun. "Who stole
"The Swede trader, Hanson," replied Baynes.
"Where is he?"
Baynes related to Korak all that had transpired since he had come upon
Hanson's camp. Before he was done the first gray dawn had relieved the
darkness. Korak made the Englishman comfortable in the tree. He
filled his canteen from the river and fetched him fruits to eat. Then
he bid him good-bye.
"I am going to the Swede's camp," he announced. "I will bring the girl
back to you here."
"I shall go, too, then," insisted Baynes. "It is my right and my duty,
for she was to have become my wife."
Korak winced. "You are wounded. You could not make the trip," he
said. "I can go much faster alone."
"Go, then," replied Baynes; "but I shall follow. It is my right and
"As you will," replied Korak, with a shrug. If the man wanted to be
killed it was none of his affair. He wanted to kill him himself, but
for Meriem's sake he would not. If she loved him then he must do what
he could to preserve him, but he could not prevent his following him,
more than to advise him against it, and this he did, earnestly.
And so Korak set out rapidly toward the North, and limping slowly and
painfully along, soon far to the rear, came the tired and wounded
Baynes. Korak had reached the river bank opposite Malbihn's camp
before Baynes had covered two miles. Late in the afternoon the
Englishman was still plodding wearily along, forced to stop often for
rest when he heard the sound of the galloping
down in the sand and opened it, and in the long twilight read the manuscript, neatly written and tightly folded, which was its contents.Page 2
Now I saw men spring to the rail and leap into the ocean.Page 4
I had never looked upon such perfect features, such a divine molding which was at the same time human--intensely human.Page 6
I have always admired Nobs; but this was the first time that it had ever occurred to me that I might wish to be Nobs.Page 9
They brought us hot soup and coffee, and then those who were not on duty sat around and helped me damn the Kaiser and his brood.Page 10
I saw the helmsman lunge forward upon the wheel, pulling the helm around so that the tug sheered off quickly from her course, and I recall realizing that all our efforts were to be in vain, because of all the men aboard, Fate had decreed.Page 11
I saw his wild endeavors to regain his equilibrium; I saw him reel drunkenly for an instant upon the brink of eternity and then, with a loud scream, slip into the sea.Page 16
" "There is another place we can go," I sent back my reply, "and we will before we'll go to Germany.Page 20
Women are much the same, except that they will go even further than most men--they will sacrifice everything, even honor, for love.Page 23
Accept it from me, it didn't take that Swede long to see the error of his way and get the red and white pennant signifying "I understand" to the masthead.Page 30
It was not the chill of wet clothing, or the dashing spray which drenched my face; no, it was the chill of the hand of death upon my heart.Page 37
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.Page 38
"It beats me," he said.Page 50
know, in case they accepted my suggestion, what their status would be in event of our finding a way to escape with the U-33.Page 51
"Wot is hit, sir?" "It looks to me, Whitely, like an error," I said; "some assistant god who had been creating elephants must have been temporarily transferred to the lizard-department.Page 74
All they vouchsafed in way of explanation was the single word Ata.Page 76
Three of the warriors were sitting upon me, trying to hold me down by main strength and awkwardness, and they were having their hands full in the doing, I can tell you.Page 80
She carried a sharp knife--mine, in fact, and with it she cut my bonds.Page 84
Three times my rifle spoke--three quick, short syllables of death.Page 86
"Bowen!" she cried.