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n 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 rage； knew that he was helpless to avert the tragedy。 Number Thirteen neither knew nor cared。
〃Come！〃 he called to his grotesque horde。 〃Kill the men and save the girlthe one with the golden hair；〃 he added as the sudden realization came to him that none of these creatures ever had seen a woman before。 Then he dashed from the shelter of the jungle； across the beach and into the water； his fearful pack at his heels。
The Ithaca lay now in about five feet of water； and the war prahus of Muda Saffir rode upon her seaward side； so that those who manned them did not see the twelve who splashed through the water from land。 Never before had any of the rescuers seen a larger body of water than the little stream which wound through their campong； but accidents and experiments in that had taught them the danger of submerging their heads。 They could not swim； but all were large and strong； so that they were able to push their way rapidly through the water to the very side of the ship。
Here they found difficulty in reaching the deck； but in a moment Number Thirteen had solved the problem by requiring one of the taller of his crew to stand close in by the ship while the others clambered upon his shoulders and from there to the Ithaca's deck。
Number Thirteen was the first to pull himself over the vessel's side； and as he did so he saw some half dozen Dyaks preparing to quit her upon the opposite side。 They were the last of the boarding partythe girl was nowhere in sight。 Without waiting for his men the young giant sprang across the deck。 His one thought was to find Virginia Maxon。
At the sound of his approach the Dyak turned； and at the sight of a pajama clad white man armed only with a long whip they emitted savage cries of anticipation； counting the handsome trophy upon the white one's shoulders as already theirs。 Number Thirteen would have paid no attention whatever to them had they not molested him； for he wished only to reach the girl's side as quickly as possible； but in another moment he found himself confronted by a half dozen dancing wild men； brandishing wicked looking parangs； and crying tauntingly。
Up went the great bull whip； and without abating his speed a particle the man leaped into the midst of the wicked blades that menaced him。 Right and left with the quickness of thought the heavy lash fell upon heads； shoulders and sword arms。 There was no chance to wield a blade in the face of that terrific onslaught； for the whip fell； not with the ordinary force of a man…held lash； but with all the stupendous power of those giant shoulders and arms behind it。
A single blow felled the foremost head hunter； breaking his shoulder and biting into the flesh and bone as a heavy sword bites。 Again and again the merciless leather fell； while in the boats below Muda Saffir and his men shouted loud cries of encouragement to their companions on the ship； and a wide…eyed girl in the stern of Muda Saffir's own prahu looked on in terror； hope and admiration at the man of her own race whom she felt was battling against all these odds for her alone。
Virginia Maxon recognized her champion instantly as he who had fought for her and saved her once before； from the hideous creature of her father's experiments。 With hands tight pressed against her bosom the girl leaned forward； tense with excitement； watching every move of the lithe； giant figure； as； silhouetted against the brazen tropic sky； it towered above the dancing； shrieking head hunters who writhed beneath the awful lash。
Muda Saffir saw that the battle was going against his men； and it filled him with anger。 Turning to one of his headmen he ordered two more boatloads of warriors to the Ithaca's deck。 As they were rushing to obey their leader's command there was a respite in the fighting on the ship； for the three who had not fallen beneath the bull whip had leaped overboard to escape the fate which had overtaken their comrades。
As the reinforcements started to scale the vessel's side Number Thirteen's searching eyes found the girl in Muda Saffir's prahu； where it lay a little off from the Ithaca； and as the first of the enemy clambered over the rail she saw a smile of encouragement light the clear cut features of the man above her。 Virginia Maxon sent back an answering smilea smile that filled the young giant's heart with pride and happiness such a smile as brave men have been content to fight and die for since woman first learned the art of smiling。
Number Thirteen could have beaten back many of the reinforcing party before they reached the deck； but he did not care to do so。 In the spontaneous ethics of the man there seemed no place for an unfair advantage over an enemy； and added to this was his newly acquired love of battle； so he was content to wait until his foes stood on an even footing with him before he engaged them。 But they never came within reach of his ready lash。 Instead； as they came above the ship's side they paused； wide…eyed and terror stricken； and with cries of fear and consternation dropped precipitately back into the sea； shouting warnings to those who were about to scale the hull。
Muda Saffir arose in his prahu cursing and reviling the frightened Dyaks。 He did not know the cause of their alarm； but presently he saw it behind the giant upon the Ithaca's deck eleven horrible monstrosities lumbering forward； snarling and growling； to their leader's side。
At the sight his own dark countenance went ashen； and with trembling lips he ordered his oarsmen to pull for the open sea。 The girl； too； saw the frightful creatures that surrounded the man upon the deck。 She thought that they were about to attack him； and gave a little cry of warning； but in another instant she realized that they were his companions； for with him they rushed to the side of the ship to stand for a moment looking down upon the struggling Dyaks in the water below。
Two prahus lay directly beneath them； and into these the head hunters were scrambling。 The balance of the flotilla was now making rapid headway under oars and sail toward the mouth of the harbor； and as Number Thirteen saw that the girl was being borne away from him； he shouted a command to his misshapen crew； and without waiting to see if they would follow him leaped into the nearer of the two boats beneath。
It was already half filled with Dyaks； some of whom were hastily manning the oars。 Others of the head hunters were scrambling over the gunwale。 In an instant pandemonium reigned in the little vessel。 Savage warriors sprang toward the tall figure towering above them。 Parangs flashed。 The bull whip hissed and cracked； and then into the midst of it all came a horrid avalanche of fearful and grotesque monsters the young giant's crew had followed at his command。
The battle in the prahu was short and fierce。 For an instant the Dyaks attempted to hold their own； but in the face of the snarling； rending horde that engulfed them terror got the better of them all； so that those who were not overcome dived overboard and swam rapidly toward shore。
The other prahu had not waited to assist its companion； but before it was entirely filled had gotten under way and was now rapidly overhauling the balance of the fleet。
Von Horn had been an excited witness to all that had occurred upon the tranquil bosom of the little harbor。 He had been filled with astonishment at sight of the inhabitants of the court of mystery fighting under the leadership of Number Thirteen； and now he watched interestedly the outcome of the adventure。
The sight of the girl being borne away in the prahu of the Malay rajah to a fate worse than death； had roused in him both keen regret and savage rage； but it was the life of ease that he was losing that concerned him most。 He had felt so sure of winning Professor Maxon's fortune through either a forced or voluntary marriage with the girl that his feelings now were as of one whose rightful heritage has been foully wrested from him。 The thought of the girl's danger and suffering were of but secondary consideration to him； for the man was incapable of either deep love or true chivalry。
Quite the contrary were the emotions whi