“Well,” said Frank, with satisfaction, “we are in luck. Now for home.”
“Ki dar, Marse Frank. What about dat gold an’ silver?” cried Pomp.
Frank looked at Buckden.
“Is it worth while to return for it?” he asked.
“Oh, I think so,” replied the New Yorker.
“All right.”
Barney and Pomp eagerly started for the steps of the temple, but a startling sight caused them to draw back.
Suddenly, from what seemed like a deep archway leading into black depths beyond at the lower end of the temple wall, a large anaconda glided into view.
It was a monster of its species.
“Back into the cage,” shouted Barney and Pomp.