Golden bullets and cries and Mukoki's superstitions are going to be worse than Woongas if we don't watch out!" "But the whole thing is as plain as day!" declared Rod in astonishment.

"A man shot at the bear, and the same man shot at Mukoki, and he fired gold each time.

Surely--" "It's not the man part of it," interrupted the other.

"It's the cry.
There, Mukoki has his pack ready.

Let's start for the chasm at once!" This time the boys had a heavier burden than usual, for in the canoe they placed one of the two loads carried by Mukoki, and consequently their progress toward the chasm was much slower than that across the plain.