Sometimes he was compelled to leave the trail and creep and climb through the jungle so as to approach the man-traps from behind; and on one occasion, in spite of his precaution, a spring-bow was discharged, the flying arrow barely clipping the shoulder of one of the waiting Poonga-Poonga boys.
Where a slight run-way entered the main one, Sheldon paused and asked Binu Charley if he knew where it led.
"Plenty bush fella garden he stop along there short way little bit," was the answer.

"All right you like 'm go look 'm along." "'Walk 'm easy," he cautioned, a few minutes later.

"Close up, that fella garden.

S'pose some bush fella he stop, we catch 'm." Creeping ahead and peering into the clearing for a moment, Binu Charley beckoned Sheldon to come on cautiously.

Joan crouched beside him, and together they peeped out.