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Updated: June 25, 2025
They come out speakee him, he slap big missee in face, drive 'em off." Holman was crashing through the bushes before Kaipi had finished his recital, and I followed him, with the excited Fijian bringing up the rear. Leith was rushing the Professor and his daughters toward the black hills and we had to do something immediately.
Kaipi's actions, as he mimicked the elderly scientist, convinced us that the interview was not pleasant to the archaeologist, and it was evident that it was at that moment Leith had declared himself as Barbara Herndon stated in her note. "He kick up plentee big row," explained Kaipi. "He kick porter men an' make damn big noise outside missee tent.
Kaipi climbed a tall tree in the vain hope of catching sight of Leith's party as it crossed the small cleared spaces in the middle of the impenetrable growth, but nothing except the green plain of bushy tops and parasitical creepers was visible.
"If he measures up all right I'll be half inclined to apologize before I go back to take a gruelling from Captain Newmarch." It was Kaipi who stampeded the small ray of charity that had pierced the cluster of suspicions we had collected. The little Fijian performed the trick about seven o'clock in the evening, and it was done in a most effective manner.
We followed Kaipi into the shadows, the Fijian picking his way with wonderful instinct through the clumps. At about half a mile from the camp he stopped and pointed to the cliffs. "Me see light flash way over there," he whispered. "You wait and see." We crouched down and waited. The minutes passed slowly, but the black barrier away to the east gave no sign of life.
"Captain Newmarch said that Kaipi and I might go along if you and Professor Herndon had no objections," I lied. "He thought we would prove useful." Leith scowled angrily, but the Professor gave an immediate assent to the request.
The Fijian was so proud of the blade that he could hardly be prevented from burying an inch of the steel in the prisoner's body. One Eye, although obviously half-witted, saw that Kaipi was only looking for an excuse to send him to a more undesirable place than the Isle of Tears, and he made eager signs that he would act as our guide.
"We must divide," said Holman. "I'll take Kaipi and go north, you take Maru and go in the opposite direction. If you find the trail, camp near it and send Maru on the run back to us. I'll do the same if I strike the spoor of the big devil." It was about two o'clock, as nearly as we could judge, when we separated.
"I think Kaipi must have sighted a star," muttered Holman. "There is nothing " He broke off abruptly and gripped my arm. High up in the basalt barrier, at a spot about three quarters of a mile from where we were crouched, a tiny flame suddenly appeared, blazed for an instant, then died away again.
The silence and unexplainable mystery of the place made me anxious to catch up with them before the darkness came down, while hunger and revenge made Kaipi move at a speed that was most unusual. Darkness came down like a suffocating blanket, and we halted. "No go farther," muttered Kaipi. "Better make fire and sleep. Catch um to-morrow."
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