The Jungle Fugitives - A Tale of Life and Adventure in India Including also Many Stories of American Adventure, Enterprise and Daring by Edward S. (Edward Sylvester) Ellis
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From the direction of the stream which they had left but a short time previous, and undoubtedly from the boat itself, came the reports of firearms. There were no shouts or outcries, but the firing was rapid and apparently made by gun and pistol. "They have been attacked!" exclaimed Mary; "we must go to their help!" She impulsively started along the path, but her father seized her arm and said sternly: "Remain here! It is no place for you; Jack and I will do what we can." Perhaps in the excitement of the moment the parent did not fully comprehend the danger of leaving his daughter alone in the jungle, even at so slight a distance and for so brief a time as he anticipated, with nothing but a revolver as a means of defence; but he and Jack Everson were eager to rush to the aid of their friends, and they hurried over the trail without even looking back at her. The young man was slightly behind his companion and both broke into a loping trot. Each held his rifle in hand, on the alert to use it the instant the opportunity presented itself. It will be borne in mind that the distance from the slight natural opening to the boat was short, and a few minutes sufficed for the two men to cover it; but a strange thing happened. The reports of firearms which had broken out with such suddenness ceased with the same abruptness, and the silence because of the contrast was tenfold more oppressive than before. |
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