"What I'd like to know," said Robert, "are we going to let that—that—"
"Kidnapper-voodoo priest—cannibal—son-of-a-polecat," prompted Ray.
"What I'd like to know," continued Robert, "are we going to let him beat us after all?"
"Not if I have to go after him single-handed," declared Grant Norris.
"But he's making direct for that gold mine," said Robert.
"There's only one thing to do," Julian offered. "Some of us will have to go overland."
"Yes, that ees it," said Carlos. "We beat him there!"
"What!" said Ray. "Jump over those mountains!" He looked up to those peaks towering many thousands of feet; the morning sun had just set his glow on them.
"Yes," I said. "There are roads over the passes, and the distance can't be over two hundred miles."
"Id is thee only chance," said Captain Marat, "I get thee chart."