“Golly, I done fink we bettah stay on board de boat!” cried Pomp.
“I think we will stay on board until in a safe position,” said Frank.
The giant now began to make menacing motions toward the boat. He waded out into the stream even and began to wave the club.
He called out to the voyagers in a strange, unintelligible tongue.
It would have been easy enough to have dropped him with a rifle ball.
But this would have been actual murder, and Frank Reade, Jr., would not agree to this.
If the barbarian should assume to do them actual harm, then it would be full time to stand upon the defensive.
The actions of the giant were frantic.
He swam out into the current and tried to catch hold of the boat.
But he was unable to do this.