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118 clearing met my view, backed up by more trees and heavy underbrush.

"Well?" queried Dan. "Any hope?"

"There is another native sitting on a log," I whispered.

"Then we are booked to stay."

"It looks so—unless" I glanced up at the bamboo roof of the prison. "Perhaps we can do it," I mused.

"Do what?"

"Climb through that hole in the roof and into the tree back of this hut."

"And then what? If we get down the tree that native will spy us."

"There won't be any need to get down the tree."

"Are you going to stay up there?"

"No. There is another tree back of the first, one that sets in the brush. If we can swing from the first tree to the second"

"Mark has solved the problem!" whispered Oliver. "Let us try the roof by all means."

"Don't make any noise, or the game will be up," I continued, glancing toward the doorway, to behold the front guard still some distance away.

In the center of the hut was a pole which helped to support the roof. On this pole had been left several short branch points, to be used, I presume,