“Move along toward the temple!” demanded Sam.
“It is not for me to go there!” was the reply.
“And I’ll walk along behind you,” Sam went on, “and see that you have a ballast of bullets if any treachery is attempted.”
“It is forbidden me to go to the temple to-night,” the other answered, “but, under the circumstances, I go!”
Fearful that Felix might return at any moment, or that the savages, enraged beyond control, might break away in the direction of the temple, Sam pushed the fellow along as rapidly as possible, and the two soon came to the great entrance of that which, centuries before, had been a sacred edifice. The fellow shuddered as he stepped into the musty interior.
“It is not for me to enter!” he said.
“And now,” Sam began, motioning his captive toward the chamber where the bunks and provisions had been discovered, “tell me about this trap which was set to-night for my chums.”
“I know nothing!” was the answer.
“That is false,” replied Sam. “I overheard the conversation you had with Felix before the outbreak of the savages.”
“I know nothing!” insisted the other.