"Me tell mighty hunter," she went on, lowering her voice still more. "My man he no want to tell, he 'fraid, but I tell. Mighty hunter save Vashni," and she looked toward the baby. "Me help friends of mighty hunter. Bad man in tunnel—no spirit!
"Men go. Spirit no take um—bad man take um."
"Where are they now?" asked Tom. "Jove, if I could find them the secret would be solved!"
The woman looked fearfully around the hut and then whispered:
"You come—me show!"
"Bless my toothbrush!" cried Mr. Damon. "What is going to happen, Tom Swift?"
"I don't know," was the answer, "but something sure is in the wind. I guess I shot better than I knew when I killed that condor."