ce might
suffer the death penalty with the principal. Who was there who would
plead for them? All would be against them. It was little more than a
half-civilized community, and the chances were that they would drag
Akut and him forth in the morning and hang them both to the nearest
tree--he had read of such things being done in America, and Africa was
worse even and wilder than the great West of his mother's native land.
Yes, they would both be hanged in the morning!

Was there no escape? He thought in silence for a few moments, and
then, with an exclamation of relief, he struck his palms together and
turned toward his clothing upon the chair. Money would do anything!
Money would save him and Akut! He felt for the bank roll in the pocket
in which he had been accustomed to carry it. It was not there! Slowly
at first and at last frantically he searched through the remaining
pockets of his clothing. Then he dropped upon his hands and knees and
examined the floor. Lighting the lamp he moved the bed to one side
and, inch by inch, he felt over the entire floor. Beside the body of
Condon he hesitated, but at last he nerved himself to touch it.
Rolling it over he sought beneath it for the money. Nor was it there.
He guessed that Condon had entered their room to rob; but he did not
believe that the man had had time to possess himself of the money;
however, as it was nowhere else, it must be upon the body of the dead
man. Again and again he went over the room, only to return each time
to the corpse; but no where could he find the money.

He was half-frantic with despair. What were they to do? In the
morning they would be discovered and killed. For all his inherited
size and strength he was, after all, only a little boy--a frightened,
homesick little boy--reasoning faultily from the meager experience of
childhood. He could think of but a single glaring fact--they had
killed a fellow man, and they were among savage strangers, thirsting
for the blood of the first victim whom fate cast into their clutches.
This much he had gleaned from penny-dreadfuls.

And they must have money!

Again he approached the corpse. This time resolutely. The ape
squatted in a corner watching his young companion. The youth commenced
to remove the American's clothing piece by piece, and, piece by piece,
he examined each garment minutely. Even to the shoes he searched with
painstaking care, and when the last article had been removed