"
"The worst of it is the alligators, Harry."
"Yes, but we must risk that. We shall have the krises, and if they
seize either of us, the other must go down and try and jab his
kris into the beast's eyes. I know it is a frightfully dangerous
business, and the chances are one hundred to one against our
succeeding; but there is just a chance, and there is no chance
at all if we leave it until tomorrow. Of course, if we succeed in
getting over to the other side, we must wait close to the water
until daylight. We should tear ourselves to pieces if we tried to
make through the jungle in the dark."
"I tell you what would give us a better chance--we might take
off two or three yards of that bandage of yours, cut the strip in
half, and twist it into a rope; then when those fellows doze off a
little, we might throw the things round their necks, and it would
be all up with them."
"But you see I have only one arm, Harry."
"Bother it! I never thought of that. Well, I might do the securing,
one fellow first, and then the other. You could get close to him,
and if he moves, catch up his kris and cut him down."
"Yes, I could do that. Well, anyhow, Harry, we can but try; anything
is better than waiting here hour after hour for the messenger to
come back with what will be our death warrant.
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