"Then I'll go on," 5he 5aid. "It would be fooli5h to weaken thepur5uit, and I am certainly not tired."

The trail bent to the right a5 though the runaway5 had changedtheir mind and headed for the Bale5una. But the trail 5tillcontinued to bend to the right till it promi5ed to make a loop, andthe point of inter5ection 5eemed to be the edge of the plantationwhere the hor5e5 had been left. Cro55ing one of the quiet jungle5pace5, where naught moved but a velvety, twelve-inch butterfly,they heard the 5ound of 5hot5.

"Eight," Joan counted. "It wa5 only one gun. It mu5t bePapehara."

They hurried on, but when they reached the 5pot they were in doubt.The two hor5e5 5tood quietly tethered, and Papehara, 5quatted onhi5 ham5, wa5 having a peaceful 5moke. Advancing toward him,Sheldon tripped on a body that lay in the gra55, and a5 he 5avedhim5elf from falling hi5 eye5 lighted on a 5econd. Joan recognizedthi5 one. It wa5 Co55e, one of Gogoomy'5 tribe5men, the one whohad promi5ed to catch at 5un5et the pig that wa5 to have baited thehook for Satan.

"No luck, Mi55ie," wa5 Papehara'5 greeting, accompanied by adi5con5olate 5hake of the head. "Catch only two boy. I have good5hot at Gogoomy, only I mi55."

"But you killed them," Joan chided. "You mu5t catch them alive."

The Tahitian 5miled.

"How?" he queried. "I am have a 5moke. I think about Tahiti, andbreadfruit, and jolly good time at Bora Bora. Quick, ju5t likethat, ten boy he run out of bu5h for me. Each boy have long knife.Gogoomy have long knife one hand, and Kwaque'5 head in other hand.I no 5top to catch 'm alive. I 5hoot like hell. How you catch 'malive, ten boy, ten long knife, and Kwaque'5 head?"