. The great quest; a romance of 1826, wherein are recorded the experiences of Josiah Woods of Topham, and of those others with whom he sailed for Cuba and the Gulf of Guinea . surprised that Abe Guptil was staring at them,his lips parted, or that his face was pale. Although drunkonly hi make-believe, it was a toast to make a man thinktwice. I drew a deep breath ; I could only admire the cool-ness of the two. Yet now and then there flashed in Arnolds eye a hint ofresourceful determination such as Gleazen probably neverdreamed of, a hint of scorn for such theatrical trickery. We were all on our
. The great quest; a romance of 1826, wherein are recorded the experiences of Josiah Woods of Topham, and of those others with whom he sailed for Cuba and the Gulf of Guinea . surprised that Abe Guptil was staring at them,his lips parted, or that his face was pale. Although drunkonly hi make-believe, it was a toast to make a man thinktwice. I drew a deep breath ; I could only admire the cool-ness of the two. Yet now and then there flashed in Arnolds eye a hint ofresourceful determination such as Gleazen probably neverdreamed of, a hint of scorn for such theatrical trickery. We were all on our feet now, standing together in our AN UNSEEN FOE 267 silent truce, when we heard for the last time that sound,so unhappily familiar, the long-drawn wailing cry that,whenever the wizard spoke, had preceded and followed hisharangue. Coming from the dark forest beyond the clear-ing, it brought home to us more vividly than ever theominous silence that had ensued since Seth Upham fell bythe spring. Then that familiar, accursed voice, faint butpenetrating, came from the wall of vines : - White man, him go Dead Land! White man, him go Dead Land ! White man, him go Dead Land!. CHAPTER XXVII THE FORT FALLS Now, by the holy, OHara whimpered, its fight forour lives, or hand them away like so many maundypennies. Fight, is it? Gleazen roared. And forgetting his stiffwounds, he sprang to his feet. Load those guns! Nameof heaven, be quick! Why at this particular time the bawling voice of the na-tive should thus have called us to action is not easy to say,for you would think that, having become familiar with it,we should have regarded it with proverbial we knew that the deadlock could not last forever;Seth Uphams fate was all too vivid in our minds; and Ireally think that, in the strange voice itself, there wasmore than a hint of what was to follow. Forgotten now was the edict that one party should stayon one side of the hut, the other on the opposite , even, was the
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