I stood there, helpless, and saw them shove Taylor off the bridge with their spears.

When he finally let go and went turning over and over down into the black hole, my whole insides fanned up into my throat.

That sensation has never left me; I wake up nights seeing Taylor as he let go of the bridge, watching him sink, tumbling over and over into that black gash, and I get sick and dizzy just as I did that night.
"But just then I didn't have much of a chance to be sick long.

While I was standing there wondering what to do I saw a Toltec priest come out of the cave.

He had a spear in his hand and was sneaking up on Taggart--who stood there almost fainting from fright.