Going to a secluded part of the cave she took from a sarcophagus a scimiter with edge as sharp as any razor, a knife with double edge, keen as a dagger, and a small stiletto.
These she handed to Max.
“They may be useful,” she said, coldly, and prepared to leave the cave.
“Come, and quickly.”
“I have offended thee——” Max commenced, but Girzilla had scrambled through the opening, and could not hear what he was saying.
She led him across the burning sands; at every step his feet seemed to be blistering. There was no shade save from the great bowlders, and they were so hot that it was unpleasant to approach them.
On she went, keeping in advance of the American.
Not one word would she utter; and when he attempted to speak she motioned him to be silent.
It was like a new country—a land without inhabitants.
Where were they?