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〃Get up；〃 said Number Thirteen。
Number Twelve rose； looking askance at the bull whip。
〃We are not wanted here；〃 said Number Thirteen。 〃I am going away and you are all going with me。 We shall find a place where we may live in peace and freedom。 Are you not tired of always being penned up？〃
〃Yes；〃 replied Number Twelve； still looking at the whip。
〃You need not fear the whip；〃 said the young man。 〃I shall not use it on those who make no trouble。 Wake the others and tell them what I have said。 All must come with methose who refuse shall feel the whip。〃
Number Twelve did as he was bid。 The creatures mumbled among themselves for a few minutes。 Finally Number Thirteen cracked his long whip to attract their attention。
〃Come！〃 he said。
Nine of them shuffled after him as he turned toward the outer gateonly Number Ten and Number Three held back。 The young man walked quickly to where they stood eyeing him sullenly。 The others halted to watchready to spring upon their new master should the tide of the impending battle turn against him。 The two mutineers backed away snarling； their hideous features distorted in rage。
〃Come！〃 repeated Number Thirteen。
〃We will stay here；〃 growled Number Ten。 〃We have not yet finished with Maxon。〃
A loop in the butt of the bull whip was about the young man's wrist。 Dropping the weapon from his hand it still dangled by the loop。 At the same instant he launched himself at the throat of Number Ten； for he realized that a decisive victory now without the aid of the weapon they all feared would make the balance of his work easier。
The brute met the charge with lowered head and outstretched hands； and in another second they were locked in a clinch； tearing at one another like two great gorillas。 For a moment Number Three stood watching the battle； and then he too sprang in to aid his fellow mutineer。 Number Thirteen was striking heavy blows with his giant hands upon the face and head of his antagonist； while the long； uneven fangs of the latter had found his breast and neck a half dozen times。 Blood covered them both。 Number Three threw his enormous weight into the conflict with the frenzy of a mad bull。
Again and again he got a hold upon the young giant's throat only to be shaken loose by the mighty muscles。 The excitement of the conflict was telling upon the malformed minds of the spectators。 Presently one who was almost brainless； acting upon the impulse of suggestion； leaped in among the fighters； striking and biting at Number Thirteen。 It was all that was neededanother second found the whole monstrous crew upon the single man。
His mighty strength availed him but little in the unequal conflicteleven to one were too great odds even for those powerful thews。 His great advantage lay in his superior intelligence； but even this seemed futile in the face of the enormous weight of numbers that opposed him。 Time and again he had almost shaken himself free only to fall once moredragged down by hairy arms about his legs。
Hither and thither about the campong the battle raged until the fighting mass rolled against the palisade； and here； at last； with his back to the structure； Number Thirteen regained his feet； and with the heavy stock of the bull whip beat off； for a moment； those nearest him。 All were winded； but when those who were left of the eleven original antagonists drew back to regain their breath； the young giant gave them no respite； but leaped among them with the long lash they had such good reason to hate and fear。
The result was as his higher intelligence had foreseen the creatures scattered to escape the fury of the lash and a moment later he had them at his mercy。 About the campong lay four who had felt the full force of his heavy fist； while not one but bore some mark of the battle。
Not a moment did he give them to recuperate after he had scattered them before he rounded them up once more near the outer gatebut now they were docile and submissive。 In pairs he ordered them to lift their unconscious comrades to their shoulders and bear them into the jungle； for Number Thirteen was setting out into the world with his grim tribe in search of his lady love。
Once well within the jungle they halted to eat of the more familiar fruit which had always formed the greater bulk of their sustenance。 Thus refreshed； they set out once more after the leader who wandered aimlessly beneath the shade of the tall jungle trees amidst the gorgeous tropic blooms and gay； songless birds and of the twelve only the leader saw the beauties that surrounded them or felt the strange； mysterious influence of the untracked world they trod。 Chance took them toward the west until presently they emerged upon the harbor's edge； where from the matted jungle they overlooked for the first time the waters of the little bay and the broader expanse of strait beyond； until their eyes rested at last upon the blurred lines of distant Borneo。
From other vantage points at the jungle's border two other watchers looked out upon the scene。 One was the lascar whom von Horn had sent down to the Ithaca the night before but who had reached the harbor after she sailed。 The other was von Horn himself。 And both were looking out upon the dismantled wreck of the Ithaca where it lay in the sand near the harbor's southern edge。
Neither ventured forth from his place of concealment； for beyond the Ithaca ten prahus were pulling gracefully into the quiet waters of the basin。
Rajah Muda Saffir； caught by the hurricane the preceding night as he had been about to beat across to Borneo； had scurried for shelter within one of the many tiny coves which indent the island's entire coast。 It happened that his haven of refuge was but a short distance south of the harbor in which he knew the Ithaca to be moored； and in the morning he decided to pay that vessel a visit in the hope that he might learn something of advantage about the girl from one of her lascar crew。
The wily Malay had long refrained from pillaging the Ithaca for fear such an act might militate against the larger villainy he purposed perpetrating against her white owner； but when he rounded the point and came in sight of the stranded wreck he put all such thoughts from him and made straight for the helpless hulk to glean whatever of salvage might yet remain within her battered hull。
The old rascal had little thought of the priceless treasure hidden beneath the Ithaca's clean swept deck as he ordered his savage henchmen up her sides while he lay back upon his sleeping mat beneath the canopy which protected his vice…regal head from the blistering tropic sun。
Number Thirteen watched the wild head hunters with keenest interest as they clambered aboard the vessel。 With von Horn he saw the evident amazement which followed the opening of the hatch； though neither guessed its cause。 He saw the haste with which a half dozen of the warriors leaped down the companionway and heard their savage shouts as they pursued their quarry within the bowels of the ship。
A few minutes later they emerged dragging a woman with them。 Von Horn and Number Thirteen recognized the girl simultaneously； but the doctor； though he ground his teeth in futile