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"We've walked three miles," muttered Holman. "We've lost our way." "No, we haven't!" I cried. "We've struck a bad patch, but we'll get there soon." The youngster clenched his teeth and endeavoured to forget the agony of his leg, but the effort taxed his courage. "We'll do it," I said. "Don't let the brute beat us." "I I won't!" he stammered. "If it was anything but my leg! Verslun!"
"If if we could find the place and block the devil and all his gang inside," gasped Holman. "That's too good a thing to entertain," I spluttered. "We might, Verslun! We might!" he cried. "I've got a feeling that we've been picked to put that devil out of existence. That's why I'm taking a chance in leaving the girls back there at the camp.
The water revived him, and after a brief rest he got to his feet and stared at the festooned trees that surrounded the spot. "I'm ready, Verslun," he muttered. "Which way did they go?" I pointed to the marks made in the soft ground by the shoes of the two girls, and Holman limped forward. "But we can't follow this fashion," I protested. "Why not?"
"It was," I replied. I didn't feel disposed to trust myself to make a longer comment at that moment. "Well, they're going to start operations," said the youngster. "We're going to the top, Verslun." It was plain that we were.
He sees Fame coming down the pike, and he's blind to all the tricks of that devil. It's a fact, Verslun! Leith is after the old man's cash and after Edith Herndon as well." I stood and looked at the youngster. His boyish face was aflame with indignation, and any suspicions I had regarding his good intentions were swept away immediately. "After Edith Herndon?" I repeated slowly. "Yes!" he gasped.
"One of those seas is liable to come aboard at any moment, and you might be washed away before any one could assist you." Edith Herndon's lips showed the slightest trace of a smile. "You had better be careful too, Mr. Leith," she retorted. "Mr. Verslun is holding on to me in case one of those old gray rollers should make a sudden leap, but you have no one to hold on to you."
Leith lurched across and interrupted our conversation. "Get the boys going, Mr. Verslun," he said. "We want to cross the Vermilion Pit while the light is good, and it is hard going from here on." We started forward up the boulder-strewn slope, and with each step the difficulties of the ascent became greater.
"He's a devil, Verslun! We're fools! Infernal fools! Do you hear me? I'll shoot the brute now!" He flung aside my hands and made a dash toward the fire, plunging through the creepers with a strength born of the sudden flame of temper which had come with the confirmation of Leith's duplicity.
"He just trotted ahead of us till he had us on the verge of the thing, and then he side-stepped. O God! What asses we have been!" "We did our best," I said. "Our best?" repeated Holman. "And the man who tells you that he did his best as an excuse for failure should be shot, Verslun." "We couldn't tell that this infernal trench was in front," I grumbled.
Legs and arms were completely numbed, and the many abrasions that we had come by during the towing process to which we had been subjected made Kaipi's efforts to restore circulation by rubbing a species of torture that would surely have earned the commendation of Torquemada if it had been brought under his notice. "Narrow squeak, Verslun," remarked Holman, as he endeavoured to get to his knees.
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