CHAPTER VII.
THE WONDERFUL CITY.
That the Steam Man had escaped from the attack of the pigmies, this would make certain.
Straight for the barrier erected by the foe Frank sent the Man.
When twenty yards from it, he closed the throttle and applied the brake.
“Now, Pompy!” he cried, “it’s a fight for life.”
“Yo’ kin jes’ bet on dat, Marse Frank,” cried the plucky darky.
“We must not waste a shot.”
“Not a one, Marse Frank.”
At the loopholes the two adventurers stationed themselves, and opened fire upon the foe.
The pigmies hurled their lances at the cage.