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It struck the raft on the right fairly； the thing turned turtle in a flash； precipitating its occupants onto the other raft。
The added weight carried that； too； under the surface； and the six Incas were floundering about in the water。
I expected to see them turn and swim for the landing opposite； but； instead； they headed directly toward me！
The light from the urns was but faint； and it was not easy to distinguish their black heads against the black water； still； I could see their approach。 Two of them held spears in their hands； I saw the copper heads flash on high。
I stood at the edge of the lake； wondering at their folly as I waited； they were now scarcely ten feet away。 Another few strokes and the foremost stretched out his hand to grasp the slippery ledge； my spear came down crushingly on his head and he fell back into the water。
By that time another had crawled half onto the ledge； and another； a blow and a quick thrust； and they； too； slipped back beneath the surface； pawing in agony； not to rise again。
Just in time I saw that one of the remaining three had lifted himself in the water not five feet away； with his spear aimed at my breast。 But the poor devil had no purchase for his feet and the thing went wide。
The next instant he had received a ten…pound stone full in the face and went down with a gurgle。 At that the remaining two； seeming to acquire a glimmering of intelligence； turned and swam hastily away。 I let them go。
Turning to Harry； I saw that the crevice also was clear。 He had left his post and started toward me； but I waved him back。
〃All right here； Hal： have they given it up？〃
There was an expression of the most profound disgust on his face。
〃Paul； it's rank butchery。 I'm wading in blood。 Will this thing never stop？〃
I looked at him and said merely： 〃Yes。〃
No need to ask when； he understood me； he sent me the glance of a man who has bee too familiar with death to fear it； and answered：
〃Another hour of this； and…I'm ready。〃
I told him to keep an eye on both points of attack and went across to where Desiree sat crouched on the ground。 I hadn't many words。
〃How is your foot？〃
〃Oh； it is better； well。 But your leg…〃
〃Never mind that。 Could you sleep？〃
〃Bon Dieu…no！〃
〃We have only raw fish。 Can you eat？〃
〃I'll try；〃 she answered； with a grimace。
I went to the edge of the ledge where we had the fish stowed away near the water and took some of it both to her and Harry。 We ate； but with little relish。 The stuff did not seem very fresh。
I remained on guard at the mouth of the crevice while Harry went to the lake for a drink； having first helped Desiree to the water and back to her seat。 Her foot gave her a great deal of pain； but instead of a sprain it appeared that there had been merely a straining of the ligaments。 After bathing it in the cold water she was considerably relieved。
I remained on watch at the mouth of the crevice； from where I could also obtain a pretty fair view of the lake； and manded Harry to rest。 He demurred； but I insisted。 Within two minutes he was sleeping like a log； pletely exhausted。
Several hundred of the Incas remained huddled together on the ledge without； but they made no effort to attack us。 I had been watching perhaps three hours when they began to melt away into the passage。 Soon but a scant dozen or so remained。 These squatted along the wall just under the lighted urns； evidently in the capacity of sentinels。
Soon I became drowsy…intolerably so； I was scarcely able to stand。 I dozed off once or twice on my feet； and； realizing the danger； I called Harry to take my place。
Desiree also had been asleep； lying on the raft which Harry and I had concealed along with our fish。 At sound of my voice she awoke and sat up； rubbing her eyes； then； as I assured her that all was quiet； she fell back again on her rude bed。
I have never understood the delay of the Incas at this juncture； possibly they took time to consult the great Pachacamac and found his advice difficult to understand。 At the time I thought they had given up the attack and intended to starve us out； but they were incapable of a decision so sensible。
Many hours had passed； and we had alternated on four watches。
We had plenty of rest and were really quite fit。 The gash on my leg had proven a mere trifle； I was a little stiff； but there was no pain。
Desiree's foot was almost entirely well； she was able to walk with ease； and had insisted on taking a turn at watch； making such a point of it that we had humored her。
Something had to happen； and I suppose it was as well that the Incas should start it。 For we had met with a misfortune that made us see the beginning of the end。 Our fish was no longer fit to eat； and we had been forced to throw the remainder of it in the lake。
Then we held a council of war。 The words we uttered； standing together at the mouth of the crevice； e to me now as in a dream； if my memory of them were not so vivid I should doubt their reality。 We discussed death with a calmness that spoke eloquently of our experience。
Desiree's position may be given in a word…she was ready for the end； and invited it。
I was but little behind her； but advised waiting for one more watch…a sop to Harry。 And there was one other circumstance that moved me to delay…the hope for a sight of the Inca king and a chance at him。
Desiree had refused to tell us her experiences between the time of our dive from the column and our rescue of her； but she had said enough to cause me to guess at its nature。 There was a suppressed but ever present horror in her eyes that made me long to stand once more before the Child of the Sun； then to go； but not alone。
Harry advised retreat。 I have mentioned that when he and I had started on our search for Desiree we had found two exits from the cavern…the one which we had taken and another which led through the maze of boulders and chasms back of us to a passage full of twists and turns and choked with massive rocks； almost impassable。
Through this he advised making our way to whatever might await us beyond。
The question was still undecided when our argument was brought to a halt and the decision was taken away from us。 Through the crevice I saw a band of Incas emerge from the passage opposite and advance to the water's edge。 At their head was the Inca king。
Soon the landing was pletely covered with them…probably three hundred or more…and others could be seen in the mouth of the passage。 Each one carried a spear； their heads of copper； upraised in a veritable forest； shone dully in the light of the urns on the wall above。
Harry and Desiree stood close behind me； looking through at the fantastic sight。 I turned to him：
〃This time they mean business。〃
He nodded。
〃But what can they do？ Except get knocked on the head； and I'm sick of it。 If we had only left an hour ago！〃
〃For my part；〃 I retorted； 〃I'm glad we didn't。 Desiree； I'm going to put you in my debt； if fortune will only show me one last kindness and let me get within reach of him。〃
I pointed to where the Inca king stood in the forefront； at the very edge of the lake。
She shuddered and grew pale。
〃He is a monster；〃 she said in a voice so low that I scarcely heard； 〃and…I thank you； Paul。〃
Harry seemed not to have heard。
〃But what can they do？〃 he repeated。
They did not leave us long in doubt。 As he spoke there was a sudden sharp movement in the ranks of the Incas。 Those in front leaped in the water； and others after them； until； almost before we had time to realize their purpose； hundreds of the hairy brutes were swimming with long； powerful strokes directly toward the ledge on which we stood。 Between his teeth each man carried his spear。
I left Harry to guard the crevice； and ran to repel the attack at the water。 Desiree stood just behind me。 I called to her to go back； but she did not move。 I grasped her by the arm and led her forcibly to a break in the rock at our rear； and pointed out a narrow ascending lane in the direction of the other exit。
When I returned to the ledge of the water the foremost of the Incas were but a few feet away。 But I looked in vain for the one face I wanted to see and could recognize； the king was not among them。 A hasty glance across the landing opposite discovered him standing motionless with folded arms。
The entire surface of the lake before me was one mass of heads and arms and spears as far as I could see。 There were hundreds of them。 I saw at once that the thing was hopeless； but I grasped my spear firmly and stood ready。
The first two or three reached the ledge。 At the same instant I heard Harry call：
〃They're ing through； Paul！ It's you alone！〃
I did not turn my head； for I was busy。 My spear was whirling about my head like a circle of flame。 Black； dusky forms swam to the ledge and grasped its slippery surface； but they got no farther。 The shaft of the spear bent in my hand； I picked up another； barely losing a second。
A wild and savage delight surged through me at the sight of those struggling； writhing； slipping forms。 I swung the spear in vicious fury。 Not one had found footing on the ledge。
Something suddenly struck me in the left arm and stuck the