THE TWIN GIANTS
Daring indeed was the scheme decided
on by the captives, and yet its very boldness might
make it possible for them to carry it out. The
king would never suspect them of plotting to carry
off his two royal brothers, and this made it all the
easier to lay their plans. In this they were
much helped by Poddington, who knew the language and
who had made a few friends among the more humble people
of the village, though none dared assist him openly.
“The first thing to do,”
said the circus man, “is to get into communication
with the twins.”
That proved harder than they expected,
for a week passed, and they did not have a glimpse
of Tola and Koku. Meanwhile the giant guard was
still maintained about the hut night and day.
No more food was given the prisoners, and they would
have starved had not Tom possessed a good supply of
his own provisions. It was evidently the intention
of the king to starve his captives into submission.
“Suppose you do get those big
brothers to accompany you, Tom?” asked Ned one
day. “How are you going to manage to get
away, and take them with you?”
“My aeroplane!” answered
Tom quickly. “I’ve got it all planned
out. You and I with Mr. Damon, Mr. Poddington
and Eradicate will skip away in the aeroplane.
We can put it together in here, and I’ve got
enough gasolene to run it a couple of hundred miles
if necessary.”
“But the giants—you can’t carry
them in it.”
“No, and I’m not going
to try. If they’ll agree to go they can
set off through the woods afoot. We’ll
meet them in a certain place— where there’s
a good land mark which we can easily distinguish from
the aeroplane. We’ll take what stuff we
can with us, and leave the rest here. Oh, it
can be done, Ned.”
“But when you start out with
the aeroplane they’ll make a rush and overwhelm
us.”
“No, for I’ll do it so
quickly that they won’t have a chance. I’m
going to saw through the beams of one side of this
hut. To the rear there is level ground that will
make a fine starting place. When everything is
ready, say some night, we’ll pull the side wall
down, start the aeroplane out as it falls, and sail
away. Then we’ll pick up the giant brothers
out in the woods, and travel to civilization again.”
“By Jove! I believe that
will work!” cried the circus man.
“Bless my corn plaster, I think
so myself!” added Mr. Damon.
“But first we’ve got to
get the brothers to agree,” went on Tom, “and
that is going to be hard work.”
It was not so difficult as it was
tedious. Through an aged woman, with whom he
had made friends when a captive, Jake Poddington managed
to get word to the royal twins that he and the other
captives would like to see them privately. Then
they had to wait for an answer.
In the meanwhile the giants tried
several times to surprise Tom and his friends by attacks,
but the captives were on the alert, and the electric
rifles drove them back.
One night nearly all the guards were
observed to be absent. There were not more than
half a dozen scattered about the hut.
“I wonder what that means?”
asked Tom, who was puzzled.
“I know!” exclaimed Jake
Poddington after a moment’s thought. “It’s
their big annual feast. Even the king goes to
it. They were just getting over it when I struck
here last year, and maybe that’s what set them
so against me. Boys, this may be our chance!”
“How?” asked Ned.
“The king’s brothers may
find an opportunity to come and talk to us when the
feast is at its height,” was the reply.
Anxiously they waited, and in order
that the royal brothers might come in unobserved,
if they did conclude to speak to the captives, Tom
and his companions hung some pieces of canvas over
the windows and doors, and had only a single light
burning.
It was at midnight that a cautious
knock sounded at the side of the hut and Tom glided
to the main door. In the shadows he saw the two
royal brothers, Tola and Koku.
“Here they are!” whispered
Tom to Jake Poddington, who came forward.
“Come!” invited the circus
man in the giants’ tongue, and the brothers
entered the hut.
How Jake persuaded them to throw in
their fortunes with the captives the circus man hardly
knew himself. Perhaps it was due as much as anything
to the dislike they felt toward the king, and the mean
way he had treated them.
“Come, and you will be kings
among the small men in our country,” invited
Poddington. The brothers looked at each other,
talked together in low tones, and then Koku exclaimed:
“We will come, and we will help
you to escape. We have spoken, and we will talk
with you again.”
Then they glided out into the darkness,
while from afar came the sounds of revelry at the
big feast.