Immediately upon my advance, one of the creatures turned and spoke to
another, indicating to us for the first time that they possessed a
spoken language. Then he turned and addressed me in a tongue that
was, of course, utterly meaningless to me; but if he had
misinterpreted my action, I could not misunderstand that which
accompanied his words, for he reared up on his hind feet and
simultaneously drew his spear and a wicked-looking, short-bladed
sword or dagger, his companions at the same time following his
example, until I found myself confronted by an array of weapons
backed by scowling, malignant faces. Their leader uttered a single
word which I interpreted as meaning halt, and so I halted.
I pointed to Orthis and to myself, and then to the trail along which
we had come, and then back in the direction of the ship. I was
attempting to tell them that we wished to go back whence we had come.
Then I turned to Orthis.
“Draw your revolver,” I said, “and follow me. If they interfere we
shall have to shoot them. We must get out of this before the others
arrive.”
As we turned to retrace our steps along the trail, the five dropped
upon all fours, still holding their weapons in their fore-paws, and
galloped quickly to a position blocking our way.
“Stand aside,” I yelled, and fired my pistol above their heads. From
their actions, I judged that they had never before heard the report
of a firearm, for they stood an instant in evident surprise, and then
wheeled and galloped off for about a hundred yards, where they turned
and halted again, facing us. They were still directly across our
trail, and Orthis and I moved forward determinedly toward them. They
were talking among themselves, and at the same time watching us
closely.
When we had arrived at a few yards from them, I again threatened them
with my pistol, but they stood their ground, evidently reassured by
the fact that the thing that I held in my hand, though it made a loud
noise, inflicted no injury. I did not want to shoot one of them if I
could possibly avoid it, so I kept on toward them, hoping that they
would make way for us; but instead they reared again upon their hind
feet and threatened us with their weapons.
Just how formidable their weapons were, I could not, of course,
determine; but I conjectured that if they were at all adept in its
use, their spear might be a very formidable thing indeed. I was
within a few feet of them now, and their attitude was more war-like
than ever, convincing me that they had no intention of permitting us
to pass peacefully.
Their features, which I could now see distinctly, were hard, fierce,
and cruel in the extreme. Their leader seemed to be addressing me,
but, of course, I could not understand him; but when, at last,
standing there upon his hind feet, with evidently as much ease as I
stood upon my two legs, he carried his spear back in a particularly
menacing movement, I realized that I must act and act quickly.
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