And so it proved, although the fierce rays of the sun soon made both more than willing to seek the shade of the overhanging palms and other tropical trees which lined the beach.
At a distance ahead the beach curved, and as they approached this spot they heard a sudden wild shouting, combined with a flapping, which was altogether new to their ears.
"Savages, I'll bet a dollar!" cried Bob. "We had better go into hiding!"
"But what is that other noise?" queried Dave.
"I can't imagine. But come, don't stay here."
Both started for the forest, but the movement came too late.
From around the curve of the beach appeared half a dozen wild savages of the South Sea type, and the two youths were discovered.
"Hi ki werra!" shouted one of the savages. He was armed with a bow and arrows, and quickly leveled an arrow at Dave, who was nearest.
"Hi ki werra!" repeated the other savages, and they, too, leveled their arrows. "The white demons! The white demons!"
"We are in for it now!" whispered Dave. "Give them a shot from the rifle!"