Jenks he could not distinguish behind the screen of grass.

He might perhaps see some portion of the tarpaulin covering the stores, but at the distance it must resemble a weather-beaten segment of the cliff.

Yet something puzzled him.

After a steady scrutiny he turned and yelled to others on the beach.
The crucial moment had arrived.

Jenks pressed the trigger, and the Dyak hurtled through the air, falling headlong out of sight.
The sound of this, the first shot of real warfare, awoke Rainbow Island into tremendous activity.