"Plenty soup!" said he, suddenly.
"The beggar!" said Rob. "I shouldn't wonder if he understood English as
well as we do!"
They could not, however, induce him to use any further words than this,
which is common among the Aleuts as the meaning of "food" or "plenty to
eat," they having got this word from their association with
English-speaking persons. The Aleut language now is a mongrel, made up
largely of Russian, with many native words and a few of English.
Jimmy proceeded to show that he meant to use in his "soup" some of these
bulbs which they had brought down, for now he began to strip them down
to the clean white inner portion and half filled their water-can with
them, presently setting it on the fire to stew. The boys never knew the
name of this bulb, but they found it not unpleasant to eat--rather
sweetish and insipid without salt, however.
They were all very tired that night; but they felt it necessary to keep
some watch upon their Aleut prisoner, obliging as he had proved himself
throughout the day. Again Rob stood the first watch, until he grew so
sleepy that he was obliged to waken the others. Thus the long and
uncomfortable night wore away, the prisoner being the only one who slept
undisturbed.
XIV
THE SURPRISE
As daylight began to shine more clearly in the interior of the
barabbara, John, who was standing the last watch, suddenly reached out
an arm and wakened his companion. "Listen!" he whispered. "I hear
something outside."
As they all sat up on the blankets they were surprised to see their
prisoner also waken and lift himself half on his elbow. He, too, seemed
to be listening eagerly and to feel some sort of alarm.
"Some one is coming!" said Rob. Now, indeed, there was no doubt. They
heard shuffling foot-falls and many voices in some confused speech which
they could not understand.
"I'm afraid!" said Jesse. "They're not white people."
Rob raised a warning hand that they should all be silent. At last a loud
voice called out to them in broken English:
"White mans there! You come out! Me good mans! All good mans!"
The faces of all inside the hut were now very serious, for they did not
know what might be the nature of these visitors, and there was no window
or crack through which they could peer. Jimmy made no motion to go out
of the door, but, on the contrary, was trying to hide behind the pile of
fox-traps under the low eaves.
"One thing is certain," said Rob, with determination: "we're trapped in
here, and can't get out without their seeing us, whoever they are. So
come on and let's go out and face them. Are you ready now?"
The others, silent and anxious, crawled close behind him as he pushed
open the door and sprang out, rifle in hand.
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