The Adventures of Kathlyn

"Look! Some one is coming!" cried Kathlyn.

The chief saw the caravan at the same time, and he set up a shout of

pleasure. Three fat bags of silver rupees!

Umballa, the good Samaritan, bargained with the chief. He did not want

all the prisoners, only one. Three bags of silver would be forthcoming

upon the promise that the young woman and the young man should be

disposed of.

"By the tiger?"

Umballa shrugged. To him it mattered not how. The chief, weary of his

vigil, agreed readily enough, and Umballa turned over the silver.

"The guru, my Kit! You see? This is the end. Well, I am tired. A

filigree basket of gems!"

"So!" said Umballa, smiling at Kathlyn. "You and your lover shall

indeed be wed--by the striped one! A sad tale I shall take back with

me. You were both dead when I arrived."

Presently Bruce and Kathlyn were alone. They could hear the brute in

the cage, snarling and clawing at the wooden door.