Beadle's Dime Novels No. 87: On the Deep — page 58: what you’re looking at

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60 ON THE DEEP. the interpreter had proposed to conceal the party. Now he was almost convinced that the savage intended to betray them ! He watched the canoe until it glided alongside of the schooner; then he descended the rock, and entering the cave, communicated his fears, in a low voice, to his mate. Block was startled; he had not, for a moment, doubted the faith of the interpreter. Even now he found it difficult to believe that the man meditated treachery. “T think you are mistaken, Captain Capstan, I—” “Ay, ay,” interrupted the skipper, “ that’s the way with you, Block. Woman, and woman only, is your ‘ forty” Where man is consarned you are sure to fail in your reckoning.” “Perhaps you are right, Capstan: I think you are. Them that doubt my knowledge of woman, or my ‘ th’rough’ versa- tility with the dictionary, must have a small decorum of brains ; but men—especially savages—” ” What do you think we had better do,” the skipper again interrupted. “Shall we leave this, and seek amother place of concealment ?” “It’s our only alterative,” replied the mate, “that isif you are certain that treachery 7s under’commiseration.” At that moment the noise of approaching footsteps and savage voices was heard. Glancing through the small open- ings in the shrubbery, the party saw a number of dark forms apparently moving toward them. A minute after, they van- ished, and supposing that they had turned off in another direc- tion, Capstan whispered to his men to get down on their hands and knees, and creep cautiously out of the cave. “Take the path to the right,” he es eo “T wili follow with Miss Greenville.” The professor of languages was the ion to emerge from the cave, but, he had proceeded only a few paces, when a long spear whistled past his head and struck the side of the rock. The next moment there was a rush through the shrub- bery, and a dozen armed savages appeared, yelling, screech- ing, and brandishing their clubs. “ Oh, dear me!” exclaimed Quill, as he quickly backed in- to the cave, “this is really too bad. I could have sworn that. our escape was certain.” — &@ What do you think now, Block,” inquired Oapstan. comicbooks.com