? ? ? ? So I chose the central opening, and passed on into its gloomy depths with a prayer upon my lips.
? ? ? ? The floor of the tunnel rose rapidly as I advanced, and a moment later the way came to an abrupt end before a heavy door.
? ? ? ? I could hear nothing beyond, and, with my accustomed rashness, pushed the portal wide to step into a room filled with yellow warriors.
? ? ? ? The first to see me opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and at the same instant I felt the tingling sensation in my finger that denoted the presence of a friend of the ring.
? ? ? ? Then others saw me, and there was a concerted rush to lay hands upon me, for these were all members of the palace guard--men familiar with my face.
? ? ? ? The first to reach me was the wearer of the mate to my strange ring, and as he came close he whispered: "Surrender to me!" then in a loud voice shouted: "You are my prisoner, white man," and menaced me with his two weapons.
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