The Monster Men


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mighty creature who had defeated them with his bare hands, and slunk quickly  
out into the darkness of the campong.  
When they caught up with Rajah Muda Saffir near the beach, they narrated a  
fearful tale of fifty terrible white men with whom they had battled valiantly, killing  
many, before they had been compelled to retreat in the face of terrific odds. They  
swore that even then they had only returned because the girl was not in the  
house--otherwise they should have brought her to their beloved master as he had  
directed.  
Now Muda Saffir believed nothing that they said, but he was well pleased with the  
great treasure which had so unexpectedly fallen into his hands, and he decided to  
make quite sure of that by transporting it to his own land--later he could return  
for the girl. So the ten war prahus of the Malay pulled quietly out of the little  
cove upon the east side of the island, and bending their way toward the south  
circled its southern extremity and bore away for Borneo.  
In the bungalow within the north campong Sing and Number Thirteen had lifted  
Professor Maxon to his bed, and the Chinaman was engaged in bathing and  
bandaging the wound that had left the older man unconscious. The white giant  
stood beside him watching his every move. He was trying to understand why  
sometimes men killed one another and again defended and nursed. He was  
curious as to the cause of his own sudden change in sentiment toward Professor  
Maxon. At last he gave the problem up as beyond his powers of solution, and at  
Sing's command set about the task of helping to nurse the man whom he  
considered the author of his unhappiness and whom a few short minutes before  
he had come to kill.  
As the two worked over the stricken man their ears were suddenly assailed by a  
wild commotion from the direction of the workshop. There were sounds of  
battering upon wood, loud growls and roars, mingled with weird shrieks and  
screams and the strange, uncanny gibbering of brainless things.  
Sing looked quickly up at his companion.  
"Whallee mallee?" he asked.  
The giant did not answer. An expression of pain crossed his features, and he  
shuddered--but not from fear.  
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