SHE WAS GASPING AND HER FACE WAS RED BUT WITH HER HAND LIKE A LITTLE VISE ON MINE SHE STOOD THERE STARING AT THE SHIP WHERE ARE THE HEATHEN SHE ASKED AT LAST IN A QUEER CHOKING VOICE THERE I POINTED TO A SMALL BROWN MAN WITH A WHITE SKULLCAP ON HIS HEAD THERES ONE SEE HIM