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Updated: May 29, 2025
"Wot kind of men do you suppose they are?" asked Red Sanders. "Malaysian head-hunters, unquestionably," replied Theriere. Red Sanders shuddered inwardly. The appellation had a most gruesome sound. "Come on!" cried Theriere, and started off after the mucker, who already was out of sight in the thick forest. Red Sanders and Wison took a few steps after the Frenchman.
Wison followed up the advantage with a shower of well-aimed missiles, and then hostilities ceased temporarily. "Have they gone?" queried Divine, with trembling lips, noticing the quiet that followed the shot. "Gone nothin', yo big cowahd," replied Blanco. "Do yo done suppose dat two men is a-gwine to stan' off five? Ef yo white-livered skunks 'ud git up an' fight we might have a chanct.
"I'm not a-goin' to squat up here any longer with my friends a-shootin' at me from below an' a lot of wild heathen creeping down on me from above to cut off my bloomin' head." "Same here!" chimed in Red Sanders. Blanco looked toward Wison.
Well that don't change the looks of things a mite. We gotta get that man outa there an' these flea-bitten imitations of men ain't got the guts to go in after him." "He's got your gun, sir," spoke up Wison, "an' Gawd knows he be the one as'ud on'y be too glad for the chanct to use it." "Let me see if I can't handle him, sir," said Theriere to Skipper Simms.
Down by the salvage Theriere, Byrne, Bony Sawyer, Red Sanders, Blanco, and Wison were selecting the goods that they wished to carry with them. It was found that two trips would be necessary to carry off the bulk of the rations, so Theriere sent the mucker to summon Miller and Swenson.
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