第 25 节
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laces of the world。
So it was that as Bulan advanced he found the long…houses in his path deserted; and came to the larger river and turned up toward its head without meeting with resistance or even catching a glimpse of the brown…skinned people who watched him from their hiding places in the brush。
That night they slept in the long…house near the bank of the greater stream; while its rightful occupants made the best of it in the jungle behind。 The next morning found the four again on the march ere the sun had scarcely lighted the dark places of the forest; for Bulan was now sure that he was on the right trail and that the new river that he had come to was indeed the same that he had traversed in the Prahu with Barunda。
It must have been close to noon when the young giant's ears caught the sound of the movement of some animal in the jungle a short distance to his right and away from the river。 His experience with men had taught him to be wary; for it was evident that every man's hand was against him; so he determined to learn at once whether the noise he heard came from some human enemy lurking along his trail ready to spring upon him with naked parang at a moment that he was least prepared; or merely from some jungle brute。
Cautiously he threaded his way through the matted vegetation in the direction of the sound。 Although a parang from the body of a vanquished Dyak hung at his side he grasped his bull whip ready in his right hand; preferring it to the less accustomed weapon of the head hunter。 For a dozen yards he advanced without sighting the object of his search; but presently his efforts were rewarded by a glimpse of a reddish; hairy body; and a pair of close set; wicked eyes peering at him from behind a giant tree。
At the same instant a slight movement at one side attracted his attention to where another similar figure crouched in the underbrush; and then a third; fourth and fifth became evident about him。 Bulan looked in wonderment upon the strange; man…like creatures who eyed him threateningly from every hand。 They stood fully as high as the brown Dyak warriors; but their bodies were naked except for the growth of reddish hair which covered them; shading to black upon the face and hands。
The lips of the nearest were raised in an angry snarl that exposed wicked looking fighting fangs; but the beasts did not seem inclined to initiate hostilities; and as they were unarmed and evidently but engaged upon their own affairs Bulan decided to withdraw without arousing them further。 As he turned to retrace his steps he found his three companions gazing in wide…eyed astonishment upon the strange new creatures which confronted them。
Number Ten was grinning broadly; while Number Three advanced cautiously toward one of the creatures; making a low guttural noise; that could only be interpreted as peaceful and conciliatorymore like a feline purr it was than anything else。
〃What are you doing?〃 cried Bulan。 〃Leave them alone。 They have not offered to harm us。〃
〃They are like us;〃 replied Number Three。 〃They must be our own people。 I am going with them。〃
〃And I;〃 said Number Ten。
〃And I;〃 echoed Number Twelve。 〃At last we have found our own; let us all go with them and live with them; far away from the men who would beat us with great whips; and cut us with their sharp swords。〃
〃They are not human beings;〃 exclaimed Bulan。 〃We cannot live with them。〃
〃Neither are we human beings;〃 retorted Number Twelve。 〃Has not von Horn told us so many times?〃
〃If I am not now a human being;〃 replied Bulan; 〃I intend to be one; and so I shall act as a human being should act。 I shall not go to live with savage beasts; nor shall you。 Come with me as I tell you; or you shall again taste the bull whip。〃
〃We shall do as we please;〃 growled Number Ten; baring his fangs。 〃You are not our master。 We have followed you as long as we intend to。 We are tired of forever walking; walking; walking through the bushes that tear our flesh and hurt us。 Go and be a human being if you think you can; but do not longer interfere with us or we shall kill you;〃 and he looked first at Number Three and then at Number Twelve for approval of his ultimatum。
Number Three nodded his grotesque and hideous head he was so covered with long black hair that he more nearly resembled an ourang outang than a human being。 Number Twelve looked doubtful。
〃I think Number Ten is right;〃 he said at last。 〃We are not human。 We have no souls。 We are things。 And while you; Bulan; are beautiful; yet you are as much a soulless thing as wethat much von Horn taught us well。 So I believe that it would be better were we to keep forever from the sight of men。 I do not much like the thought of living with these strange; hairy monsters; but we might find a place here in the jungle where we could live alone and in peace。〃
〃I do not want to live alone;〃 cried Number Three。 〃I want a mate; and I see a beautiful one yonder now。 I am going after her;〃 and with that he again started toward a female ourang outang; but the lady bared her fangs and retreated before his advance。
〃Even the beasts will have none of us;〃 cried Number Ten angrily。 〃Let us take them by force then;〃 and he started after Number Three。
〃Come back!〃 shouted Bulan; leaping after the two deserters。
As he raised his voice there came an answering cry from a little distance aheada cry for help; and it was in the agonized tones of a woman's voice。
〃I am coming!〃 shouted Bulan; and without another glance at his mutinous crew he sprang through the line of menacing ourang outangs。
12
PERFIDY
On the morning that Bulan set out with his three monsters from the deserted long…house in which they had spent the night; Professor Maxon's party was speeding up the river; constantly buoyed with hope by the repeated reports of natives that the white girl had been seen passing in a war prahu。
In translating this information to Professor Maxon; von Horn habitually made it appear that the girl was in the hands of Number Thirteen; or Bulan; as they had now come to call him owing to the natives' constant use of that name in speaking of the strange; and formidable white giant who had invaded their land。
At the last long…house below the gorge; the head of which had witnessed Virginia Maxon's escape from the clutches of Ninaka and Barunda; the searching party was forced to stop owing to a sudden attack of fever which had prostrated the professor。 Here they found a woman who had a strange tale to relate of a remarkable sight she had witnessed that very morning。
It seemed that she had been straining tapioca in a little stream which flowed out of the jungle at the rear of the long…house when her attention was attracted by the crashing of an animal through the bushes a few yards above her。 As she looked she saw a huge MIAS PAPPAN cross the stream; bearing in his arms the dead; or unconscious form of a white…skinned girl with golden hair。
Her description of the MIAS PAPPAN was such as to half convince von Horn that she might have seen Number Three carrying Virginia Maxon; although he could not reconcile the idea with the story that the two Dyaks had told him of losing all of Bulan's monsters in the jungle。
Of course it was possible that they might have made their way over land to this point; but it seemed scarcely credibleand then; how could they have come into posession of Virginia Maxon; whom every report except this last agreed was still in the hands of Ninaka and Barunda。 There was always the possibility that the natives had lied to him; and the more he questioned the Dyak woman the more firmly convinced he became that this was the fact。
The outcome of it was that von Horn finally decided to make an attempt to follow the trail of the creature that the woman had seen; and with this plan in view persuaded Muda Saffir to arrange with the chief of the long…house at which they then were to furnish him with trackers and an escort of warriors; promising them some splendid heads should they be successful in overhauling Bulan and his pack。
Professor Maxon was too ill to accompany the expedition; and von Horn set out alone with his Dyak allies。 For a time after they departed Sing Lee fretted and fidgeted upon the verandah of the long…house。 He wholly distrusted von Horn; and from motives of his own finally decided to follow him。 The trail of the party was plainly discernible; and the Chinaman had no difficulty in following them; so that they had gone no great way before he came within hearing distance of them。 Always just far enough behind to be out of sight; he kept pace with the little column as it marched through the torrid heat of the morning; until a little after noon he was startled by the sudden cry of a woman in distress; and the answering shout of a man。
The voices came from a point in the jungle a little to his right and behind him; and without waiting for the column to return; or even to ascertain if they had heard the cries; Sing ran rapidly in the direction of the alarm。 For a time he saw nothing; but was guided by the snapping of twigs and the rustling of bushes ahead; where the authors of the commotion were evidently moving swiftly through the jungle。