The Rajah's Fortress — page 239: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

226 THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. where the brazen helmet rested in the midst of the flames, carefully watched over by Chauner, who was in complete ignorance of all that had just oc- curred. Time enough to enlighten him after their mission was accomplished. Looking into the helmet, Guy saw that the lead was in a molten condition. Chauner carefully thrust a billet of wood under the brass chin strap and lifted it from the fire. “Now you goglick. See if allee yight,” said Topee. ‘ Me bringee lead.” He pulled another roll of dirty linen from under his blouse and made a comfortable handle by — wrapping it round and round the chin strap. ‘+ You must make haste, captain,” added Chau- ner. ‘The lead will soon harden off the fire.” Guy crept up the slope past the still senseless prisoner, and, cautiously moving the curtain, made a preliminary survey. He breathed a sigh of relief. ‘The chink of coin and the rattle of dice still went merrily on in the corridor. A perfect fever of anxiety took posses- sion of him now that the desired opportunity was within his grasp. Topee was at his side, with the helmet flaring like a small volcano. He crept through into the room, took the helmet from Topee’s hands, and stood upright. The Chinaman dropped the curtain back into place, and crouched down in the opening, ready to assist if necessary. COLUM 1OOO SS co