them with such fury that they left the camp in great haste, vowing vengeance upon the white man and all his outfit.
All that day little Ali trailed the animal caravan, but he went parallel to the trail, half a mile to one side. He did not know what had become of his uncle, but he felt sure that if he fell into his clutches his uncle would bring him back home, and great punishment would be his.
By the fifth night they had reached a point where the trail ran parallel to the sea, with only half a mile between them and salt water.
Sahib Anderson found that the Malay village where he was camped was in a great terror, for a mighty cave-tiger had been killing the villagers for weeks, and the natives hardly dared venture out-of-doors at night.
