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Jungle Breath Ben Lucien Burman SYNOPSIS Attempts have been made on the life of Elise Marberry, owner of a coffee plantation near Porto Verde, Brazil. Several mysterious deaths have occur- red, and Vilak, Elise's cousin and pro- tector, believes that Gaylor Prentiss, Elise's enemy, is at the bottom of all the trouble. News conies that the dam at Avilos has broken, and Vilak, Elise and Lincoln Nunnally ride to warn Prentiss- They are fired upon from the woods and Vilak then deter- mines that the threat of floods is a fake to get Prentiss out in the open that he might be murdered by his enemies They barricade themselves in a tower and are besieged. When their ammunition pets low Vilak and Prentiss take dynamite and go to blow up the dyke holding a small lake. CHAPTER XXX. Five minutes passed. Ten minutes. A tuco-tuco, that strange South Amer- ican animal which, like the mole, live? always underground, began its fan- tastic, resonant hammering beneath them. The preen caterpillar, which had crawled up the wall, now criiv.1i 1 '! down again and vanished into the crack from which it had come. Fifteen minutes. Shots rang out fiom the trees near the gate. F.lise's powder-smoked lips quivered. Twenty minutes. Still no sign of the two men who had di-par!<-d. Y.'.'tx' v.-ti-d her wc-ary wrNt "Do you think . . . he's . . . hit?" sho asked slowly. "No ... no ... Er .. no." The old man's vi.ire <xi>>- --<"! a checrful- TH-" li" (iid not feel. "He's all right." "Jjet me tie up your arm again. The bleeding's recommenced." She made the bandage tighter. As *he did so, the <!<<) r/pencd cautiously. Vilak stepped inside. His clot he' \v* r<- <' ! with mud, his face scratched with brai. "Bad shots." he grunted. "Or they would have had me. Moon went under for .1 minute. Thought I was safe but it cnmo out in a hurry and th me. Fuse's lit all right." The old man wondoringly watched him shut the door. "Where is ... er . . . Prentiss?" "Went over te the house to get semi-thing. Said he'd he hack in a min'iU- " Once more the log thundered epninst the gate with an increased violence which showed tnat the at- tackers had well profited by their rest. The iron, weakened by the previous assaults, could no longer resist the tremendous blows rained upon it. It cracked explosively. "Broken through," Vilak snapped. "The water'll have to be fast." A torch glared along the creek, then another and another. "Try to smoke us out, probably. Won't pet them very far, when we're in this stone tower." One torch seemed to speed through the gate. Vilnk fired. The torch went out. A moment later all the torches were extinguished. Vilak swiftly glanced at his watch. "Fuse been burning seven minutes," he said placidly- "Two minutes over- due as nearly as I can calculate a makeshift affair. Our friends arc now undoubtedly crawling through the gate. If it doesn't go off soon, we'll be in trouble. Wonder what's keeping Prentiss." He slipped a pellet of betel into his n.outh and fixed his gaze upon his watch. A hit of mortar loosened by the firing dropped down upon his muddy black hair and a few of tho fell into one of Elise's eyes. Quickly, dextrously, he began to re- move them. A flash of light colored the sky be- hind the house; the roar of a power- ful explosion shook the ground. "There it goes," Vilak murmured. The roar of the explosion was fol- lowed by the clatter of crashing rocks, then the steady, dull thunder of rush- ing water. Frighteiied shouts arose booming peril whose nature they could divine on'.y dimly. With a Muffled report, the fazenda wall toward the hike collapsed as a huge wave of water sweeping down from above surged against it. A mad, moving mountain, spreading wider and wider as it went, it circled house and tower, and hurtled toward the creek, sweeping away trees, walls, low- lying sheds, anything which came within its fierce embrace. A second wave came down upon the first; it swirled up the ground around the tower and began licking at the foundation stones- The three inside watched it fascinated, tried to distin guished whether the black forms bob- bing on its crest were branches or men. But tho moon had gone under a cloud wall and I don't think it's ready to fall. Yet, at least. I'm not going to let an insignificant crack in it rout me out of my comfortable seat." He leaned back lazily. A centipede crawl- ed out from the under side of the table-top onto his coat. He brushed it away. The rise of the water slackened. Soon it became stationary. It remain- ed thus for perhaps ten minutes, then slowly began t fall. Inch by inch it crept down the walls, exposing now the black seat of a broken chair, now the tops of two iron pots standing on the floor, now with a final swish van- ishing and exposing the muddy floor itself. They climbed down from the table an.l, going to one of the windows, at- tempted to peer out to watch the re- treat of the rising water. But the di.~ appearing of the moon for the night seeme/! permanent, their eyes could not pierce the obscurity- They could gauge its fall somewhat, however, by the growing faintness of the murmur- again and they could seo clearly only ing eddies as they dropped lower and a few feet ahead. The water began trickling over the door-sill. The old man eyed it appre- hensively. Vilak caught his glancs. j lower down the slight rises on which stood the house and tower. "Wonder how Prontiss fared in all this?' 1 Vilak said. He stretched again. 'No use worrying, Nanny." Coolly he > Elisc vigorously slapped a foot which She made the bandage tighter cautiously. Vilak stepped inside. As she did so, the door opened lit his cigaret. The trickle became* more rapid. Vilak held out his cigaret case. The old man shook his head nervously. "1 tell you there's no use worrying," Vilak went on, his eye's again at the window. "Either the water rises, and makes the tower collapse, or it doesn't. These are the only two things that ean possibly happen. If it collapses, then it'll he time to think about it Mean- while, we've done everything we can, land there's nothing to be gained by getting nervous about it. Wish it wasn't so confounded dark. Could see then whether our friends had gotten away or not. Wonder what's happen- ed to Prentiss?" He extended the cie;- aret case to Elise. "You're not going to desert me too, arc you, cousin?" She brushed her hair back from her from the bushes at the creek; the blackened face. "Surely I'll smoke watchers in the towers could sec . w ith you." She smiled faintly. "Not shadows worrying frantically about, one o f yours ... if you j on ' t m i m |. Nome dodging back to the gate through which they had come, others racing to the house, all fleeing from the unseen, Tho old man decided to join them. Vilak took the candle from the corner, lit tho cigarets, then put the candle | upon a shelf. Tho water began to in- I undate the room- "Might as well get comfortably" I Vilak said, as he pushed a heavy table inward the centre of the room. "If we had pone to .s'eep; the old man shifte.l the bandage, to curiously regard the wound. In a quart-r of an hour they were standing outside, while Vilak was flashing his electric torch on the wator in the low gully which lay between the tower and the house. "Be down enough to get across in a few minutes," he said thoughtfully. "Funny about Prentiss. Wait a- little while, and if he doesn't come we'll go out to look for him." Soon after the odd trio slushedi through the mud to the house. Vilak's lantern sprayed the gloomy exterior with a whit* circle of light, "Pren- tiss!" ho shouted. There was no an- swer. "Prentiss! Where the devil are you?" he called again, making a mega- phone of his hands to gain greater volume. His only reply was a wolf-like howl from an aguara off in the forest- His great blond eyebrows puckered. "Fun- ny. Mighty funny. . . Let's go in- side." Thoy entered the desolate structure. Again they walked through crumbling living rooms, moMering bedrooms, the ruins of a kitchen. They peered into every musty cupboard ami pried into Mother Dear WRIGLEYS Alertness scores everywhere. Wriglcy'i creates pep and en- ergy c.id keeps you alert. A " ?" package may save YOU from goinx to lccp at the wheel of your car. Mlllu'I /''I 1 all sit on this, we may not get so wel." j every skeleton of an att:c. In one They climbed up. "More water than jhall which formed the gloomy entrance I expected," he wen on. "Lake either ', to the forlorn building were a fen- deeper, or we started that one next to j muddy prints which Vilak had no dif- it on a little voyage, too. One thing's 'ficulty in recognizing as the marks of ii our favor: the higher the water 'the heavy huntirg shoes Prentiss con- ISSUE No. 25 '30 ri.*e.s, the more ground it has to cwcr. (Yrlainly oughtn't rise much more." They stretched out on the table, their feet overhn.iping the edge, the old man watching the water creeping liH'iicr and higher up the walls. Klise leaning down and trying to wash some <>f I hi- powder stains from her eyes and mouth. Tho water climbed half way up the table, then neared the top. The tower gave a slight. (|iiiver anil a gap ap- peared in the stones near the foot. Nunnally let his cigaivt si/x.le into the (water. "Don't you think . er . . . Vilak . . . we'd better try to depart from here? The water's still rising. I And that wall seems about to ... er . . . topple." "Uet'ue to worry until it gets at least a couple of feel higher Then we'll gel out on a log or something if \M have tu. Water can't keep ris- ing forever. 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