She paused. Far away they could hear shouts.
“Go there,” she resumed. “None dares to enter the Temple of the Sun except the Inca, his Coya”—the queen—“and the high priest. They will not think to seek there. Go, quickly!”
“But where are you going?” asked Cliff.
“To lead the soldiers another way while you escape.”
“We can’t let you do that!” cried the boy; and his chums, with one accord, echoed it. But the brave girl had already turned and glided away.
“Nothing else for it,” whispered Bill. “Come on—to the Sun Temple!”
While they ran they heard shouts in the distance, and then a high, shrill scream!
Cliff gritted his teeth.
“If you’d let me go back and get her——”
But they would not.