“That is very good,” said Miranda irritably. “We have enough of this cave. We want to go out.”
“Follow me,” persisted Anitoo.
“You take us out?”
“I take you to the queen,” he retorted.
“Why we go to your queen? We make nothing with your queen.”
“Ah, but perhaps she make something with you.”
“Caramba! What she make with me?”
“You will see.”
The explorers looked at each other helplessly. One thing was evident—the Indians had no intention of parting with them. But they could not tell whether they were hostile or friendly. They were not treated as captives; but they felt that any attempt to escape would be quickly frustrated. They were too far outnumbered by the cavemen to make resistance possible. Leighton therefore decided that there was nothing for it but submission. Upon this the Indians gave a grunt of satisfaction, and Anitoo signaled to advance, pointing upward to the Sign of the Condor.