Next, they seized the rope which operated the door and retired to the mouth of the cave.
"Rob us, would he!" "Take the lion's share when we did all the work!" "Swine!" "I will give it all to you!" whined the whilom chief, mad with terror.
"And knife us in the back when we sleep! No, no! You have kicked and cuffed us for the last time!" Bruce picked up one of the rifles and drew Kathlyn farther into the cave.
"Get behind me and crouch low.

They'll come around to us presently." The rascals gave the rope a savage pull, and from where he stood Bruce could see the lean striped body of the furious tiger leap to freedom.
"Keep your eyes shut.

It will not be a pleasant thing to look at," he warned the girl.
But Kathlyn could not have closed her eyes if she had tried.

She saw the brute pause, turn and strike at the helpless man at the wheel, then lope off, doubtless having in mind to test his freedom before he fed.
The remaining brigands rushed out and gathered up the bags of rupees.
This was the opportunity for which Bruce had waited.
"Come.

There may be some outlet to this cave.