"There is where the treasure is—in those hills," said Mr. Roumann. "They're not more than a mile off. Let's hurry there and get some."
They came to a narrow strip of land connecting two lakes, and as they were crossing it, there suddenly appeared from a little hut, about half way over, several Martians, who opposed their progress.
CHAPTER XXVI
IN PERIL
"Well, I wonder if we can't go any farther?" asked Mr. Roumann, as he and his companions came to a halt, and noticed that the little men held what looked like small sticks in their hands.
"It seems as if they didn't want us to," observed Mr. Henderson. "Looks as if they were on guard."
"Let me get at 'em with my gun," spoke Andy. "I'll soon show 'em—"
Then he stopped suddenly, as he recalled how useless his firearm was on Mars.
"You'll have to get some stronger powder, and heavier bullets, to hunt here, Andy," said Jack.
"I wonder if they have guns?" came from Mark.