“Howly Mither! Luk out!” he yelled. “Phwativer is that ahead of us?”
Every one came to a halt.
Just ahead of them lay what looked again like a prostrate palm trunk, but the experienced gaze of our adventurers now proved its true character.
It was another huge anaconda which was stretching itself across the roadway.
The long, sinuous horrid body, in its immense proportions, was truly a terrifying thing to look at.
For a moment our adventurers stood looking at it with dismay.
It had extended itself across the street, no doubt just after the Steam Man had passed else the Man would have cut it to pieces.
“Glory fo’ goodness!” cried Pomp, “whatebber will dis yer chile do? Ugh! I nebber did like snakes!”
“Nor I, Pomp!” cried Tony Buckden, with a shiver. “What shall we do about it, Frank?”
“Discretion is valor’s better part,” said Frank. “We will not try to cut our way through the foe this time, but rather go around it.”