"The Christian God will help us, Massa Dick. Der is mooch--plenty mooch--to be done!"
"And we're the lads to do it," almost shouted Burly Bill.
"Wowff! Wowff!" barked Brawn in the most emphatic manner.
In another hour all were once more on the march towards the land of the cannibals.
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Life at the court of Queen Leeboo, as her people called poor Peggy, was not all roses, but well the girl knew that if she was to harbour any hopes of escape she must keep cool and play her game well.
She had all a woman's wits about her, however, and all a woman's wiles. Vain Peggy certainly was not, but she knew she was beautiful, and determined to make the best use of the fact.
Luckily for her she could speak the language of this strange wild people as well as anyone, for Charlie himself had been her teacher.
A strangely musical and labial tongue it is, and figurative, too, as might be expected, for the scenery of every country has a certain effect upon its language.
It was soon evident that Queen Leeboo was expected to stay in the royal camp almost entirely.