us."

"I don't think it will catch anyone just at present. Devil or not
hollow-nosed bullets don't agree with it. Shall I give it another,
Jeekie?" and he lifted the pistol.

"No, no, Major, don't play tomfool," and Jeekie grabbed him by the arm
and dragged him away.

A few paces further on stood the Mungana like a man transfixed, and even
then Alan noticed that he regarded him with something akin to awe.

"Stronger than the god," he muttered, "stronger than the god," and
bounded forward.

Following the path that ran beside the canal, they plunged into a
tunnel, holding each other as before. In a few minutes they were through
it and in a place full of cedar trees outside the wall of the Gold
House, under which evidently the tunnel passed, for there it rose behind
them. Beneath these cedar trees they flitted like ghosts, now in the
moonlight and now in the shadow.

The great fall to the back of the town was on their left, and in front
of them lay one of the arms of the river, at this spot a raging
torrent not much more than a hundred feet in width, spanned by a narrow
suspension bridge which seemed to be supported by two fibre ropes. On
the hither side of this bridge stood a guard hut, and to their dismay
out of this hut ran three men armed with spears, evidently to cut them
off. One of these men sped across the bridge and took his stand at the
further end, while the other two posted themselves in their path at the