The air-ship, however, was now settling down fast, and in a very few moments it rested upon the plateau.
Harding was the first to leap over the rail, and greeted Frank Reade, Jr.
Then he beheld a vision which nigh took his breath away.
“My God!” he exclaimed; “am I dreaming, or is it my Mabel?”
“You are not dreaming, Royal!” she cried, rapturously. “I have come all this distance to find you. They told me you were ill, and I came to you.”
“My love! My own!” cried Harding, joyously, as he clasped her in his arms.
Mr. Dane was introduced to Frank Reade, Jr., Barney and Pomp, and many pleasant remarks were exchanged.
The brigands, however, had not abandoned the fight.
Retreating to a height above, they had opened fire upon their foes.
The six Peruvians who were in Mr. Dane’s employ were given weapons, and began to return the fire.