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And I would still if there were the slightest possible chance。
Where can we go？ What can we do？〃
There was a long silence； then Harry's voice came calmly：
〃I can stay in the game。 You call yourself a philosopher。 I won't quarrel about it； but the world would call you a quitter。
Whichever it is； it's not for me。 I stay in the game。 I'm going to find Desiree if I can； and； by the Lord； some day I'm going to cock my feet up on the fender at the Midlothian and make 'em open their mouths and call me a liar！〃
〃A worthy ambition。〃
〃My own。 And； Paul； you can't…you're not a quitter。〃
〃Personally； yes。 If I were here alone； Hal〃…I picked up one of the spears and passed my palm over its sharp point…〃I would quit cold。 But not…not with you。 I can't share your enthusiasm； but I'll go fifty…fifty on the rest of it； including the fender…when we see it。〃
〃That's the talk； old man。 I knew you would。〃
〃But understand me。 I expect nothing。 It's all rot。 If by any wild chance we should pull out in the end I'll admit you were right。 But I eat under pulsion； and I fight for you。 You're the leader unless you ask my advice。〃
〃And I begin right now；〃 said Harry with a grin。 〃First； to get Desiree。 What about it？〃
We discussed plans all the way from the impossible to the miraculous and arrived nowhere。 One thing only we decided…that before we tried to find our way back to the great cavern and the royal apartments we would lay in a supply of food and cache it among the boulders and ledges where we then were。 For if ever a place were designed for a successful defense by two men against thousands it was that one。 And we had the spears。
Still no one had appeared in the cavern； and we decided to wait no longer。 We carried the raft back to the ledge。 It was fairly light； being made of hide stretched tightly across stringers of bone； but was exceedingly clumsy。 Once Harry fell； and the thing nearly toppled over into the lake with him on top of it； but I caught his arm just in time。
Another trip for the oars and spears； and everything was ready。 We launched the raft awkwardly； nearly shipping it beneath； but finally got it afloat with ourselves aboard。 We had fastened the loose ends of the spear…thongs about our waists。
I think that raft was the craziest thing that ever touched water。 It was a most excellent diver； but was in profound ignorance of the first principle of the art of floating。
After a quarter of an hour of experimentation we found that by standing exactly in a certain position； one on each side and paddling with one hand； it was possible to keep fairly level。 If either of us shifted his foot a fraction of an inch the thing ducked like a stone。
We finally got out a hundred feet or so and ceased paddling。
Then； exchanging our oars for the spears； we waited。
The surface of the lake was perfectly still； save for a barely perceptible ripple； caused no doubt by the undercurrent which was fed by the stream at the opposite side。 The urns were so far away that the light was very dim； no better than half darkness。 The silence was broken by the sound of the rushing stream。
Suddenly the raft swayed gently； there was a parting of the water not a foot away toward the front； and then…well； the ensuing events happened so quickly that their order is uncertain。
A black form arose from the water with a leap like lightning and landed squarely on the raft； which proceeded to perform its favorite dive。 It would have done so with much less persuasion； for the fish was a monster…it appeared to me at that moment to be twenty feet long。
On the instant； as the raft capsized； Harry and I lunged with our spears； tumbling forward and landing on each other and on top of the fish。 I felt my spear sinking into the soft fish almost without resistance。
The raft slipped from under； and we found ourselves floundering in the water。
I have said the spear…thongs were fastened about our waists。
Otherwise； we would have let the fish go； but we could hardly allow him to take us along。 That is； we didn't want to allow it； but we soon found that we had nothing to say in the matter。 Before we had time to set ourselves to stroke we were being towed as though we had been corks toward the opposite shore。
But it was soon over； handicapped as he was by four feet of spears in his body。 We felt the pull lessen and twisted ourselves about； and in another minute had caught the water with a steady dog…stroke and were holding our own。 Soon we made headway； but it was killing work。
〃He weighs a thousand tons；〃 panted Harry； and I nodded。
Pulling and puffing side by side； we gradually neared the center of the lake； passed it； and approached the ledge。 We were well…nigh exhausted when we finally touched bottom and were able to stand erect。
Hauling the fish onto the ledge； we no longer wondered at his strength。 He could not have been an ounce under four hundred pounds； and was fully seven feet long。 One of the spears ran through the gills； the other was in his middle； just below the backbone。 We got them out with some difficulty and rolled him up high and dry。
We straightened to return for the spears which we had left at the edge of the water。
〃He's got a hide like an elephant；〃 said Harry。 〃What can we skin him with？〃
But I did not answer。
I was gazing straight ahead at the mouth of the passage where stood two Incas； spear in hand； returning my gaze stolidly。
Chapter XV。
THE RESCUE。
I was quick to act； but the Incas were quicker still。 I turned to run for our spears； and was halted by a cry of warning from Harry； who had wheeled like a flash at my quick movement。 I turned barely in time to see the Incas draw back their powerful arms； then lunge forward； the spears shooting from their hands。
I leaped aside； something struck my leg； I stooped swiftly and grasped the spear…thong before there was time for the Inca to recover and jerk it out of my reach。 The other end was fastened about his waist； I had him； and giving an instant for a glance at Harry； saw that he had adopted the same tactics as myself。
Seeing that escape was impossible； they dashed straight at us。
It wasn't much of a fight。 One came at me with his head lowered like a charging bull； I sidestepped easily and floored him with a single blow。 He scrambled to his feet； but by that time I had recovered the spear and had it ready for him。
I waited until he was quite close； then let him have it full in the chest。 The fool literally ran himself through； hurling himself on the sharp point in a brutal frenzy。 He lay on his back； quite still； with the spear…head buried in his chest and the shaft sticking straight up in the air。
I turned to Harry； and in spite of myself smiled at what I saw。 He stood with his right arm upraised； holding his spear ready。 His left foot was placed well and gracefully forward； and his body bent to one side like the classic javelin…thrower。 And ten feet in front of him the other Inca had fallen flat on his face on the ground with arms extended in mute supplication for quarter。
〃What shall I do？〃 asked Harry。 〃Let him have it？〃
〃Can you？〃
〃The fact is； no。 Look at the poor beggar…scared silly。 B