But I didn't like the idea of leaving the other
boys, and told her so.
"'You'll all be killed, anyway,' she said, all excited. 'They might as
well die now as later. They'll kill you, too, if you go back!'
"That was logic, all right, but I'd have gone back anyway if I hadn't
heard Nebraska and Taylor working their guns just then. The Toltecs
broke and scattered--some of them. Three or four of them couldn't
after the boys began to shoot. Soon as the Toltecs broke away a
little, Nebraska and Taylor made for where we stood. I saw them coming
and told the girl to lead us. The three of us--the girl, Taggart, and
me--got to the bridge, which was a light, flimsy, narrow affair made of
two long, straight saplings lashed together with vines, with a couple
of strips of bark for a bottom--and crossed it. Then we stood on the
ledge in front of the mouth of the cave, watching Nebraska and Taylor.
They were coming for all they were worth, shooting as they ran and
keeping the bunch of Toltecs at a respectable distance, though the
Toltecs were running parallel with them, trying to bring them down with
arrows.
"Nebraska and Taylor made the bridge. They had got about half way over
when a dozen or so of the Toltecs threw themselves at the end of the
bridge which rested on the village side of the canyon, grabbed hold of
it, and pulled it off the ledge on our side.
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