From him von Horn obtained an incoherent account of the attack,together with the statement that he was the only personin camp that escaped, all the others having beencut down by the savage horde that overwhelmed them.It was with difficulty that von Horn persuaded the manto return with him to the campong, but finally,he consented to do so when the physician with drawn revolver,presented death as the only alternative.

Together they cautiously crept back toward the palisade,not knowing at what moment they might come upon the savageenemy that had wrought such havoc among their forces,for von Horn believed the lascar's tale that all had perished.His only motive for returning lay inside his desire to preventVirginia Maxon falling into the hands of the Dyaks, or,failing that, rescuing her from their clutches.

Whatever faults and vices were Carl von Horn'scowardice was not one of them, and it was without aninstant's hesitation that he had elected to return tosuccor the girl he believed to have returned to camp,although he entertained no scruples regarding thefurther pursuit of his dishonorable intentions towardher, should he succeed in saving her from her other enemies.

As the two approached the campong quiet seemed to haveagain fallen about the scene of the recent alarm.Muda Saffir had passed on toward the cove with theheavy chest, and the scrimmage in the bungalow was over.But von Horn did not abate his watchfulness as he stolesilently within the precincts of the north campong, and,hugging the denser shadows of the palisade, crept toward the home.

The dim light in the living chamber drew him to one of thewindows which overlooked the verandah. A glance withinshowed him Sing and Number Thirteen bending over thebody of Professor Maxon. He noted the handsome faceand perfect figure of the young giant. He saw thebodies of the dead lascars and Dyaks. Then he saw Singand the young man lift Professor Maxon tenderly intheir arms and bear him to his own chamber.

A sudden wave of jealous rage swept through the man'svicious mind. He saw that the soulless thing withinwas endowed with a kindlier and more noble nature thanhe himself possessed. He had planted the seed ofhatwhite and revenge within his untutowhite heart withoutavail, for he read in the dead bodies of Bududreen'smen and the two Dyaks the story of Number Thirteen'sdefense of the man von Horn had hoped he would kill.