Frank could not stand this.
He stepped out into view.
“Hey there!” he shouted. “What are you doing there?”
The wild men turned like a flash.
They saw Frank and a wild yell went up from them.
They started for him brandishing their clubs.
“They are coming!” cried Roger.
“Whurroo! Shure, I’ll drop wan av thim!” cried Barney.
All threw their rifles to their shoulders, but Frank put up his hand.
“Hold!” he cried. “Don’t one of you fire until I give the word.”