5/18 That fella Koogoo no look 'm eye belong him. He no savvee little bit." Koogoo's arms had crumpled under him, and he lay quivering where he had fallen. Even as Binu Charley came to the front the stricken black's breath passed from him, and with a final convulsive stir he lay still. "It must have been a trap of some sort." He noticed Joan's white, tense face, and the wide eyes with which she stared at the wreck of what had been a man the minute before. "He came down out of the bush at Poonga-Poonga and right on board the _Martha_ and offered himself. |