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Updated: June 12, 2025
"There they come!" shouted Ned, as he spoke the foremost of the head-hunters emerged from the hole beneath the stone altar. He was followed by Delazes. "Stop them! Get them! Spear them!" cried the contractor. They evidently thought our friends had all the gold from the underground city.
This seemed to create further confusion, and one of the women of the household hastily took down the little statute and was carrying it into an inner room, when Miguel Delazes came up.
At any rate I think some of them knew the secret of raising the door." And later Tom learned in a roundabout way from the Fogers that this was so. The father and son had after much hardship joined forces with Delazes and he, by a promise of the heads of the party of our friends, and much tobacco, had gained the head-hunters as allies.
He looked into the open doorway, glanced about the room which was illuminated by several rude oil lamps, saw the looks of wonder and surprise on the faces of Tom and his companions, noted the excitement among the Mexicans, and then he caught sight of the golden image which the woman held. "Ah!" exclaimed Delazes, and there was a world of meaning in his tone. His small dark eyes glittered.
There were howls of pain and terror and above them could be heard the gutteral tones of Delazes, while Andy Foger yelled: "Look out dad! Here, help me to get behind something or I may be hit. Mr. Delazes, can't you tell those savages to throw spears at Tom Swift and his gang?" "They are doing it, Senor Foger," replied the Mexican. "Oh, why did I not think to bring my gun! We haven't one among us."
I wonder how the Fogers ever found us?" "They must have followed our trail, though how we'll never know and they came up to where Delazes and his men were, joined forces with them, and hunted about until they found the temple," remarked Tom. "Then they saw the opening, went down, and found the stone door."
I don't like to think of being underground when Delazes and the Fogers are on the surface. It might not be altogether safe for us." "Bless my insurance policy!" cried the odd man. "Now YOU'RE giving me the cold shivers, Tom. But I believe you're right. We must look ahead a bit." With all their electric flash lamps turned on, the four advanced farther into the underground city of gold.
"They can't see us after dark, and if we can strike off on another trail we may throw them off our track. Surely we'll travel after supper." "But it will be night dark we never work after dark," protested Delazes. "You're going to this time," declared Tom grimly. "But the oxen they are not used to it." "Nothing like getting used to a thing," went on the young inventor.
"It won't take me long t' make up mah mind," spoke Eradicate. "I's goin' t' take all dem images I kin find." "I was going to say we'd have plenty of time to look about and pick what we wanted," said Tom, "but I think perhaps we'd better hurry." "Why?" asked Mr. Damon. "There's no telling when Delazes and his gang may find this place, and even the Fogers may be nearer than we think.
As for Delazes, Tom never saw nor heard from him again, not in all his reading could he find any account of the head-hunters, who must have been a small, little known tribe. "And you really kept your promise, and brought me a golden image?" asked Mary Nestor of Tom, when he called on her soon after reaching home.
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