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The two watchers looked eagerly from their apertures, and saw the Kachins recoiling in a disorderly body, carrying among them a man whose legs dragged along the ground. "Looks as if she'd settled one of them," remarked Mr. Haydon. It was soon apparent that the tigress had thinned by one the number of their enemies. The man was laid down in the open space, and his fellows gathered about him.
But in any case, how are we going to descend a precipice as smooth as glass? It's a good five-and-thirty feet down to that point." Jack bit his lip in perplexity for a moment. Then his brow cleared, as a sudden idea slipped into his mind. "We'll make a rope," he said. "There's stout stuff in these fellows' kilts and jackets," and he pointed to the Kachins lying near at hand. Mr.
Beyond the palms the land ran smooth and open to the front of the great strong house of stone which U Saw had built to keep himself and his treasures safe. The cavalcade halted before a strong gate formed of huge bars and beams of teak, and in another moment half of the gate was flung open by a pair of blue-kilted Kachins.
Thomas Haydon stood for a moment with the wild, distraught look of one who sees a sight altogether beyond belief or reason, then he made to spring forward. But he was chained to the Kachins who stood upon either side of him, and two more leapt forward from their posts by the wall to check his movements. And again the mocking laughter of his enemies filled the room.
Saya Chone turned with a grin and spoke to one of the Kachins. The latter at once whipped off his turban, unrolled it and folded it over Jack's eyes, and so the latter was led down the slope. "Now you can look," said a mocking voice, and the turban was whipped aside. Jack gave a cry of horror. He could not help it. He had meant to restrain all signs of feeling, but this was too much.
Quicker and handier in the narrow space than a rifle, it poured its stream of heavy bullets into the assailants in an almost unbroken stream, as the defenders slipped clip after clip, each containing ten cartridges, into the magazine. Fanatically brave as were the desperate Kachins, this was a punishment too severe for mortal flesh and blood to endure.
"They're all savage Kachins and Shans up there, as ready for a scrap as any you ever met. It's all the authorities can do to hold 'em off the settlements." "A dangerous quest indeed!" repeated Mr. Buxton. "But one that must be undertaken," cried Jack earnestly. "Would you have me leave my father's fate a matter of uncertainty, Mr. Buxton?
The growls of the tigress became more furious and deafening. "They are running out!" cried Jack. "They are flying before her." In the open space below, the Kachins were running swiftly from the entrance to the vault. Some looked over their shoulders, as if fearing pursuit. "Very possibly," said his father. "They are running for the moment, but I fear they have done their work.
Everything is all at cross purposes. However, although I lost my way from Manyüen to Man Hsien, I got my photographs of Kachins, those people whose appearance is that they have no one to care for them body or soul.
They had at last eluded the pursuit of the blood-thirsty little Kachins.
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