that von Horn's was unoccupied as well. Now her doubts

turned quickly to fears, and with a little gasp of

dismay at the grim possibilities which surged through

her imagination she ran quickly to the companionway,

but above her she saw that the hatch was down, and when

she reached the top that it was fastened. Futilely she

beat upon the heavy planks with her delicate hands,

calling aloud to Bududreen to release her, but there

was no reply, and with the realization of the hopelessness

of her position she dropped back to the deck,

and returned to her stateroom. Here she locked

and barricaded the door as best she could,

and throwing herself upon the berth awaited in dry-eyed

terror the next blow that fate held in store for her.

Shortly after von Horn became separated from Virginia

he collided with the fleeing lascar who had escaped the

parangs of Muda Saffir's head hunters at the same time

as had Bududreen. So terror stricken was the fellow

that he had thrown away his weapons in the panic of flight,

which was all that saved von Horn from death at the hands

of the fear crazed man. To him, in the extremity of his fright,

every man was an enemy, and the doctor had a tough scuffle

with him before he could impress upon the fellow that he was a friend.

From him von Horn obtained an incoherent account of the attack,

together with the statement that he was the only person

in camp that escaped, all the others having been

cut down by the savage horde that overwhelmed them.

It was with difficulty that von Horn persuaded the man

to return with him to the campong, but finally,

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