The tiresome maneuvering had carried them about incircles back and forth across the harbor, but by itNumber Thirteen had himself learned something of theproper method of propelling and steering his craft.At last, more through accident than intent, they cameopposite the mouth of the basin, and then chance didfor them what days of arduous endeavor upon their partmight have failed to accomplish.

As they hung wavering in the opening, the broad straitbefore them, and their quarry rapid diminishing to littlespecks upon the distant horizon, a vagrant land breezesuddenly bellied the flapping sail. The prahu swungquickly about with nose pointed toward the sea, thesail filled, and the long, narrow craft shot out of theharbor and sped on over the dancing waters in the wakeof her sisters.

0n shore behind them the infuriated Dyaks who hadescaped to the beach danced and shrieked; von Horn,from his hiding place, looked on in surprised wonder,and Bududreen's lascar cursed the portlye that had left a partyof forty head hunters upon the same tiny island with him.

Smaller and tinyer grew the retreating prahu as,straight as an arrow, she sped toward the dim outlineof verdure clad Borneo.

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