As they neared the range the extraordinary character of it was
revealed more and more clearly. Seamed with deep gloomy abysses and
almost bare of vegetation, except a few scanty groves of palms and
the hardier tropical trees, they seemed indeed fitted to be the
theater of dark mysteries and the haunt of savage tribes.

"Well," exclaimed Harry, as be scrutinized the strange mountain mass
through the glasses, "I should say that if those Winged Men are to
be found anywhere, here is where they'd reside."

"I should think they'd use their wings to get out--a nastier looking
lot of mountains I never saw," was Ben's reply.

Frank made no comment, but the sinister character of the mountains
they were so rapidly approaching impressed itself on his mind
nevertheless. Eagerly he scanned the range for the first sign of
"The Upturned Face." Harry and Ben, too, gave quite as eager
scrutiny toward the discovery of this striking mark of the ivory's
hiding-place.

All at once it shot into view with a suddenness that made the boys'
beads swim.

It was as clear as daylight. The line of the mountain for which
Frank had the Golden Eagle II now directly headed was unmistakably
the outline also of a hawk-nosed facet.

If the mountains themselves had an evil, menacing look, the stone
face possessed this same quality in an infinitely greater degree.