For a moment Tom thought it was the same man who had attacked him
twice. Then the very size of this new assailant proved that
suspicion to be unfounded.

"Koku!" exclaimed Tom. "What's the matter with you, Koku?"

The huge and only half-tamed giant gained the side of the car
in seemingly a single stride. In the dark they could not see his
face, but his voice distinctly showed excitement.

"Master come good. 'Cause there be enemy. Koku find--Koku
kill!"

"Bless my magnifying glass!" ejaculated Mr. Damon. "That fellow
is the most bloodthirsty individual that I ever saw."

"All in his bringing up," chuckled Tom who knew, as the saying
is, that Koku's bark was a deal worse than his bite. "Killing and
maiming his enemies used to be Koku's principal job. But he has
his orders now. He doesn't kill anybody without consulting me
first."

"Bless my buttons!" murmured Mr. Damon. "That is certainly a
good thing too. What's the matter with him now?"

That is exactly what Tom himself wanted to know. He had dropped
a hand upon the arm of the giant as he stood beside the car.

"Who is the enemy, Koku?" he asked.