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subject of their plotting。 The prahu was gliding through a stretch of comparatively quiet and placid water where the stream spread out into a little basin just above a narrow gorge through which they had just forced their way by dint of the most laborious exertions on the part of the crew。
Virginia watched the two men near her furtively。 They were deeply engrossed in their conversation。 Neither was looking in her direction。 The backs of the paddlers were all toward her。 Stealthily she rose to a stooping position at the boat's side。 For a moment she paused； and then； almost noiselessly； dove overboard and disappeared beneath the black waters。
It was the slight rocking of the prahu that caused Barunda to look suddenly about to discover the reason for the disturbance。 For a moment neither of the men apprehended the girl's absence。 Ninaka was the first to do so； and it was he who called loudly to the paddlers to bring the boat to a stop。 Then they dropped down the river with the current； and paddled about above the gorge for half an hour。
The moment that Virginia Maxon felt the waters close above her head she struck out beneath the surface for the shore upon the opposite side to that toward which she had dived into the river。 She knew that if any had seen her leave the prahu they would naturally expect to intercept her on her way toward the nearest shore； and so she took this means of outwitting them； although it meant nearly double the distance to be covered。
After swimming a short distance beneath the surface the girl rose and looked about her。 Up the river a few yards she caught the phosphorescent gleam of water upon the prahu's paddles as they brought her to a sudden stop in obedience to Ninaka's command。 Then she saw the dark mass of the war…craft drifting down toward her。
Again she dove and with strong strokes headed for the shore。 The next time that she rose she was terrified to see the prahu looming close behind her。 The paddlers were propelling the boat slowly in her direction it was almost upon her nowthere was a shout from a man in the bowshe had been seen。
Like a flash she dove once more and； turning； struck out rapidly straight back beneath the oncoming boat。 When she came to the surface again it was to find herself as far from shore as she had been when she first quitted the prahu； but the craft was now circling far below her； and she set out once again to retrace her way toward the inky mass of shore line which loomed apparently near and yet； as she knew； was some considerable distance from her。
As she swam； her mind； filled with the terrors of the night； conjured recollection of the stories she had heard of the fierce crocodiles which infest certain of the rivers of Borneo。 Again and again she could have sworn that she felt some huge； slimy body sweep beneath her in the mysterious waters of this unknown river。
Behind her she saw the prahu turn back up stream； but now her mind was suddenly engaged with a new danger； for the girl realized that the strong current was bearing her down stream more rapidly than she had imagined。 Already she could hear the increasing roar of the river as it rushed； wild and tumultuous； through the entrance to the narrow gorge below her。 How far it was to shore she could not guess； or how far to the certain death of the swirling waters toward which she was being drawn by an irresistible force； but of one thing she was certain； her strength was rapidly waning； and she must reach the bank quickly。
With redoubled energy she struck out in one last mighty effort to reach the shore。 The tug of the current was strong upon her； like a giant hand reaching up out of the cruel river to bear her back to death。 She felt her strength ebbing quicklyher strokes now were feeble and futile。 With a prayer to her Maker she threw her hands above her head in the last effort of the drowning swimmer to clutch at even thin air for supportthe current caught and swirled her downward toward the gorge； and； at the same instant her fingers touched and closed upon something which swung low above the water。
With the last flickering spark of vitality that remained in her poor； exhausted body Virginia Maxon clung to the frail support that a kind Providence had thrust into her hands。 How long she hung there she never knew； but finally a little strength returned to her； and presently she realized that it was a pendant creeper hanging low from a jungle tree upon the bank that had saved her from the river's rapacious maw。
Inch by inch she worked herself upward toward the bank； and at last； weak and panting； sunk exhausted to the cool carpet of grass that grew to the water's edge。 Almost immediately tired； Nature plunged her into a deep sleep。 It was daylight when she awoke； dreaming that the tall young giant had rescued her from a band of demons and was lifting her in his arms to carry her back to her father。
Through half open lids she saw the sunlight filtering through the leafy canopy above hershe wondered at the realism of her dream； full consciousness returned and with it the conviction that she was in truth being held close by strong arms against a bosom that throbbed to the beating of a real heart。
With a sudden start she opened her eyes wide to look up into the hideous face of a giant ourang outang。
11
〃I AM COMING！〃
The morning following the capture of Virginia Maxon by Muda Saffir； Professor Maxon； von Horn； Sing Lee and the sole surviving lascar from the crew of the Ithaca set out across the strait toward the mainland of Borneo in the small boat which the doctor had secreted in the jungle near the harbor。 The party was well equipped with firearms and ammunition； and the bottom of the boat was packed full with provisions and cooking utensils。 Von Horn had been careful to see that the boat was furnished with a mast and sail； and now； under a good breeze the party was making excellent time toward the mysterious land of their destination。
They had scarcely cleared the harbor when they sighted a ship far out across the strait。 Its erratic movements riveted their attention upon it； and later； as they drew nearer； they perceived that the strange craft was a good sized schooner with but a single short mast and tiny sail。 For a minute or two her sail would belly with the wind and the vessel make headway； then she would come suddenly about； only to repeat the same tactics a moment later。 She sailed first this way and then that； losing one minute what she had gained the minute before。
Von Horn was the first to recognize her。
〃It is the Ithaca；〃 he said； 〃and her Dyak crew are having a devil of a time managing hershe acts as though she were rudderless。〃
Von Horn ran the small boat within hailing distance of the dismasted hulk whose side was now lined with waving； gesticulating natives。 They were peaceful fishermen； they explained； whose prahus had been wrecked in the recent typhoon。 They had barely escaped with their lives by clambering aboard this wreck which Allah had been so merciful as to place directly in their road。 Would the Tuan Besar be so good as to tell them how to make the big prahu steer？
Von Horn promised to help them on condi