Kulki bowed to the ground and cried, "May I speak, Master?"
"Speak, Kulki!"
"Is my lord angry?"
"Angry at what, Kulki?"
"We did wrong! Be merciful, O King. Touch my father with the flat of your knife as a sign of pardon."
"Pardon?"
"Yes, O mighty Tahara. If one of us must be slain, strike me. But do not kill my father before the tribe that loves him."
Dick was astonished at the earnestness of the young savage, and also at the spirit of sacrifice.
He smiled and spoke to Dan.
"Pretty sporting, eh?"