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bit into his flesh. With a violent snap, he was hoisted off the ground to dangle upside down several feet above the moss.
Flash went swinging through the air, thwacking into a tree. His breath was knocked out of him. The stungun fell from his hand.
The motion of the rope trap gradually decreased; his movement to and fro stopped, Flash hung head down and dazed.
Djorj smiled once more. “Luck is indeed on my side today,” he murmured. “The beast has been caught in one of my own animal snares.”
He was thirty feet from the dangling Flash, stun rifle in his hands and radio slung over his shoulder. He stood and watched the hanging man, not heeding the heavy rain.
This one will be worth at least two hundred harlans, Djorj decided. He began to make his way nearer to his catch. Now to stun this one. He raised his rifle to his shoulder, took aim.
An immense flapping sounded above him. The agitated air swirled drops of rain all around him. Then something hit him across the back of the neck.
He fell forward, losing consciousness. His last thought before blacking out was, Now I’ll never get the money.
CHAPTER 20
“T he thing to do,” insisted the giant Mallox, “is to throttle him.” He swept a huge hand in the direction of the blue man.
“No,” said Flash.
“He’ll tell the others,” said the strongman. “We can’t even be sure he’s not sending them some kind of message right now, sending it from his head to theirs.”
“I don’t think so,” said Jape. With all four of his hands he was tinkering with the radio Djorj had been carrying.
“We’ve wasted enough time,” said the hawkman. “Let’s not waste any more in arguing.”
It had been Huk, returning from his reconnoitering flight, who dropped out of the sky to fell the trapper before he could use the stun rifle on Flash.
Now, several hours later, the effects of the stunning had worn off for all of them.
“I still got something wrong with me from getting shot like that,” said Booker. “I feel all upside down inside.”
“Flash was really upside down from what I hear,” said Sixy.
During these exchanges Djorj looked anxiously, hope mixed with fear, from face to face. All this howling did not convey anything to him. But the giant reaching for his throat had been easy enough to understand; the big creature wanted to kill him.
Flash and Huk had tied the trapper to the trunk of a tree with rope cut from the trap which had snared Flash. Flash had tried to communicate with Djorj during the time they were waiting for the others to become unstunned. The blue man did not understand. Although he sensed that Flash, unlike the giant just now, meant him no harm.
“We must get going,” Flash said.
“I say it isn’t safe,” repeated Mallox, “leaving this little blue devil alive. He’ll tell them he’s seen us.”
“He’s not to be harmed,” said Flash. He then walked to Narla’s side. “You up to continuing?”
“You don’t have to worry about me anymore,” the girl told him, her face expressionless and her voice even.
“I left you alone when the attack came because I can move faster by myself,” said Flash, realizing why the girl was angry. “I wanted to get a chance to find out who was firing on us and try to outfox them.”
“I don’t care about an apology.”
“I’m not offering an apology, only an explanation.”
“We’re ready,” said Huk. “As I told you earlier, Flash, we’re about fifteen miles from the edge of the jungle. I doubt we can reach it before nightfall, but we can get close.”
“Fifteen miles?” said Booker. “I can’t walk any fifteen miles in the shape I’m in.”
Flash went over to the bound trapper. “We have to leave you here,” he said, pointing at the ropes. “But you should be able to work yourself free in a few hours. Or maybe someone will find you.”
In another minute, with Mallox muttering about the folly of allowing the blue man to remain alive, they resumed their
Flash went swinging through the air, thwacking into a tree. His breath was knocked out of him. The stungun fell from his hand.
The motion of the rope trap gradually decreased; his movement to and fro stopped, Flash hung head down and dazed.
Djorj smiled once more. “Luck is indeed on my side today,” he murmured. “The beast has been caught in one of my own animal snares.”
He was thirty feet from the dangling Flash, stun rifle in his hands and radio slung over his shoulder. He stood and watched the hanging man, not heeding the heavy rain.
This one will be worth at least two hundred harlans, Djorj decided. He began to make his way nearer to his catch. Now to stun this one. He raised his rifle to his shoulder, took aim.
An immense flapping sounded above him. The agitated air swirled drops of rain all around him. Then something hit him across the back of the neck.
He fell forward, losing consciousness. His last thought before blacking out was, Now I’ll never get the money.
CHAPTER 20
“T he thing to do,” insisted the giant Mallox, “is to throttle him.” He swept a huge hand in the direction of the blue man.
“No,” said Flash.
“He’ll tell the others,” said the strongman. “We can’t even be sure he’s not sending them some kind of message right now, sending it from his head to theirs.”
“I don’t think so,” said Jape. With all four of his hands he was tinkering with the radio Djorj had been carrying.
“We’ve wasted enough time,” said the hawkman. “Let’s not waste any more in arguing.”
It had been Huk, returning from his reconnoitering flight, who dropped out of the sky to fell the trapper before he could use the stun rifle on Flash.
Now, several hours later, the effects of the stunning had worn off for all of them.
“I still got something wrong with me from getting shot like that,” said Booker. “I feel all upside down inside.”
“Flash was really upside down from what I hear,” said Sixy.
During these exchanges Djorj looked anxiously, hope mixed with fear, from face to face. All this howling did not convey anything to him. But the giant reaching for his throat had been easy enough to understand; the big creature wanted to kill him.
Flash and Huk had tied the trapper to the trunk of a tree with rope cut from the trap which had snared Flash. Flash had tried to communicate with Djorj during the time they were waiting for the others to become unstunned. The blue man did not understand. Although he sensed that Flash, unlike the giant just now, meant him no harm.
“We must get going,” Flash said.
“I say it isn’t safe,” repeated Mallox, “leaving this little blue devil alive. He’ll tell them he’s seen us.”
“He’s not to be harmed,” said Flash. He then walked to Narla’s side. “You up to continuing?”
“You don’t have to worry about me anymore,” the girl told him, her face expressionless and her voice even.
“I left you alone when the attack came because I can move faster by myself,” said Flash, realizing why the girl was angry. “I wanted to get a chance to find out who was firing on us and try to outfox them.”
“I don’t care about an apology.”
“I’m not offering an apology, only an explanation.”
“We’re ready,” said Huk. “As I told you earlier, Flash, we’re about fifteen miles from the edge of the jungle. I doubt we can reach it before nightfall, but we can get close.”
“Fifteen miles?” said Booker. “I can’t walk any fifteen miles in the shape I’m in.”
Flash went over to the bound trapper. “We have to leave you here,” he said, pointing at the ropes. “But you should be able to work yourself free in a few hours. Or maybe someone will find you.”
In another minute, with Mallox muttering about the folly of allowing the blue man to remain alive, they resumed their
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