hundred of him on our side.â
âSo do I,â Josh said. âAnd it seems he never getstired. As lean and lanky as he is, he just doesnât wear out.â
The remaining Sleepers pressed on slowly. The jungle here was not as thick as some stretches they had been through, though there were still some tall trees, and howler monkeys appeared from time to time overhead, their mouths wide open, screaming loudly.
Jake paused to look up at one, not twenty feet over his head. The animalâs eyes were bulging and his mouth was agape, emitting the most piercing screams.
âDo you know,â Jake remarked, âthat reminds me of Miss Brown, my ninth-grade algebra teacher.â He thought about that for a moment. âShe was sure ugly!â
Sarah smiled. âI doubt she was ugly. I think you likely had a bad attitude. No human was ever as ugly as these howler monkeys.â
They forged on, fortunately seeing no more snakes. The sun was going down behind the tall trees, and Josh knew they would soon have to camp for the night. He had just started keeping an eye out for a likely campsite when all of a sudden he heard a noise and straightened up quickly. He kept his eyes on the trail ahead and drew a sigh of relief when he saw Reb come running.
Then Josh grew tense, for Reb was not smiling. âWhatâs wrong, Reb?â he called out.
Reb pulled up, his face covered with sweat and his chest heaving. âGot some real trouble up there,â he gasped.
âTake it easy, Reb. Catch your breath,â Dave said. He waited until Reb regained some breath, then said, âWhat did you see up thereâis it more elephants?â
âItâs worse than that. It looks like a Tarzan movie.â
âYou mean thereâs a bunch of natives up there?â Abbey said fearfully, looking into the jungle as if she could see through it.
âThereâs a mess of them, and theyâre up to no good.â
âWhat did you see?â Josh asked.
âI couldnât believe it at first. There was all these natives, and theyâs around what looked like a post. Maybe it was a tree they had cut off. Anyhow, they had this young lady tied to it.â He paused and shook his head in disbelief at what he had seen. âAnd whatâs more, she was a white girl!â
âOut here in the jungle?â Sarah asked. âYou mustâve seen it wrong.â
âNothing wrong with my eyesight,â Reb declared. âShe was white, and whatâs more, she had red hair. Even redder than yours, Jake.â
Jake blinked. âWhatâs a redheaded white girl doing out in this part of the world?â
âI donât know,â Reb said, âbut sheâs not long for this world if I donât mistake it.â
âWhat do you mean?â Josh demanded.
âI mean it looked like they was fixinâ to do her in,â Reb stated flatly. His eyes narrowed. âThey was puttinâ some sticks around her feet. I think theyâre going to burn her up.â
âWell, we canât let that happen,â Dave said.
Josh thought quickly. âNo, we canât. How many were there, Reb?â
âOh, there must have been at least forty or fifty, I reckon. I didnât stop to count, but we better hurry up, because theyâre winding up for mischief.â
âAll right,â Josh said, âif we can catch them off guard, I think we can do some good. Everybody get your bows out. We may need them. And put your quivers on your back. Reb,â he asked, âcan you lead us back there and put us within range without being seen?â
âI think I might,â Reb said. âTheyâre down in a valley. If we get up along the sides of the cliffs, we ought to be able to fill âem full of arrows like pincushions, but we better hurry.â
Quickly the Sleepers removed their bows and strung them. When they had settled the quivers over their