Lentala of the South Seas: The Romantic Tale of a Lost Colony
CONTENTS
Pursued by Our Dying Ship. Cast Away Among Dangers. A Pointing Finger and a Sword. Beguiled by Savage Royalty. A Strange Girl and a Prediction.
IN range of my outlook seaward as I lay on the yellow strand was a grotesque figure standing near and gazing inland. His powerful frame was broad and squat; his long arms, ending with immense hands, hung loosely at his sides; his hair was ragged; and out of his blank face blue eyes wide apart. So accustomed was I to his habitually placid expression that the keenness with which he was looking roused me fully out of the lethargy into which extreme exhaustion had plunged me.
“Well, Christopher!” I said with an attempt at cheerfulness.
The strange look in my serving-man’s eyes did not disappear when he turned them on me at my greeting, but my glance at the forest discovered nothing alarming. It was useless to question Christopher; he would take his time.
I rose with stiffened members. The wretched, beaten colonists were prone along the beach, all sleeping except Captain Mason and Mr. Vancouver. With silent Christopher shambling at my heels I passed Mr. Vancouver as he sat on the sand beside his slumbering daughter; he was watching the sea more with his blue lips than his leaden eyes. I gave him a cheery greeting, blinked small since it was no time to harbor old scores. The effort failed; he only blinked at me. Already I had suspected that his quarrel with me because Christopher had stowed away on the vessel was merely the seizing of an opportunity to rupture the strong friendship between Annabel and me.
Even at a distance I had seen that Captain Mason’s spirit was hunting the waters, as he stood apart in a splendid solitude, arms folded, and towering in the dignity of a gladiator who might be disarmed, but not conquered. Never had I seen a profounder pathos than his when, finding the Hope foundering and helpless, he had ordered her abandonment and sent us into the boats. Then had come the most haunting thing that ever a sailor experienced.
W. C. Morrow
LENTALA OF THE SOUTH SEAS, THE ROMANTIC TALE OF A LOST COLONY
Illustrated by Maynard Dixon
Frederick A. Stokes Company Publishers: New York
LENTALA OF THE SOUTH SEAS
CHAPTER I.—On Unknown Shores.
CHAPTER II.—The Falling of a Fong
CHAPTER III.—The Menace of the Face.
CHAPTER IV.—Behind a Laughing Mask.
CHAPTER V.—The Opening of a Pit.
CHAPTER VI.—Witcheries in Hand.
CHAPTER VII.—Secrets For Two.
CHAPTER VIII.—A Crumbling Edge.
CHAPTER IX.—An Iron Hand Comes Down.
CHAPTER X.—The Finding of a Man.
CHAPTER XI.—Faces Set Toward Danger.
CHAPTER XII.—Dramatic Discoveries.
CHAPTER XIII.—Preparation for the Crisis.
CHAPTER XIV.—-A Glimpse Into the Abyss.
CHAPTER XV.—The Lash in Unwilling Hands.
CHAPTER XVI.—A Light in the Gloom.
CHAPTER XVII.—Disciplined by a Woman.
CHAPTER XVIII.—To the Rescue of the King.
CHAPTER XIX.—The Strength of the White Blood.
CHAPTER XX.—A Habit of Concealment.
CHAPTER XXI—Both Sides of the Wall.
CHAPTER XXII.—Wit and Dash to the Fore.
CHAPTER XXIII.—The Great Catastrophe.
CHAPTER XXIV.—The Parting Hour.