The Rajah's Fortress — page 221: what you’re looking at

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208 THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. Very calmly Guy prepared for the start. He buttoned on his double leggins and strapped the bottles on his back. “‘ Now, Carew,” he said, “see that all is ready. It is probable nothing will be done till morning, but on the other hand it may be necessary—hark ! did you heard that?” Guy’s ears were sharper than the others’. They had heard nothing. In breathlesssilence all waited, and this time an unmistakable whistle came from the jungle. With sudden fear they scanned each others’ faces. The sound was twice repeated. Then Topee glided away like a serpent. They heard the whistle again followed by an oppressive silence that lasted for what seemed like hours until footsteps sounded in the jungle outside, and Topee burst through the entrance, followed closely by none other than Loyd Terril himself, panting and breathless, reeking with perspiration, and loaded down with a great wicker basket of pro- visions and a goatskin full of water, which dropped heavily to the ground from his relaxed grasp. He staggered and would have fallen, but Vance sprang forward in time to catch him, and the two brothers met in a warm embrace. “Thank God,” Loyd cried fervently. He re- peated it over and over, completely unnerved, and holding Vance off at arm’s length, gazed at him through tear-dimmed eyes. . COLUM 1OOO SS co