of the world with him if he would
but take her. And then the gun-crew came up from below again to fire a
signal shot, and the two were brought down from the high heaven of
their new happiness to the scarred and weather-beaten deck of the U-33.

An hour later the vessel was running close in by a shore of wondrous
beauty beside a parklike meadow that stretched back a mile inland to
the foot of a plateau when Whitely called attention to a score of
figures clambering downward from the elevation to the lowland below.
The engines were reversed and the boat brought to a stop while all
hands gathered on deck to watch the little party coming toward them
across the meadow.

"They are Galus," cried Co-Tan; "they are my own people. Let me speak
to them lest they think we come to fight them. Put me ashore, my man,
and I will go meet them."

The nose of the U-boat was run close in to the steep bank; but when
Co-Tan would have run forward alone, Bradley seized her hand and held
her back. "I will go with you, Co-Tan," he said; and together they
advanced to meet the oncoming party.

There were about twenty warriors moving forward in a thin line, as our
infantry advance as skirmishers. Bradley could not but notice the
marked difference between this formation and the moblike methods of the
lower tribes he had come in contact with, and he commented upon it to
Co-Tan.

"Galu warriors always advance into battle thus," she said. "The lesser
people remain in a huddled group where they can scarce use their
weapons the while they present so big a mark to us that our spears and
arrows cannot miss them; but when they hurl theirs at our warriors, if
they miss the first man, there is no chance that they will kill some
one behind him.

"Stand still now," she cautioned, "and fold your arms. They will not
harm us then."

Bradley did as he was bid, and the two stood with arms folded as the
line of warriors approached. When they had come within some fifty
yards, they halted and one spoke. "Who are you and from whence do you
come?" he asked; and then Co-Tan gave a little, glad cry and sprang
forward with out-stretched arms.

"Oh, Tan!" she exclaimed. "Do you not know your little Co-Tan?"

The warrior stared, incredulous, for a moment, and then he, too, ran
forward and when they met, took the girl in his arms. It was then that
Bradley experienced to the full a sensation that was new to him--a
sudden hatred for the strange warrior bef