her victim suddenly sat erect, rubbed her head for a moment and then, after looking about dully, rose unsteadily to her feet. For just an instant she swayed and staggered, but presently she mas­tered herself, and with only a glance at the author of her hurt moved off in the direction of her own cave. Before she had reached it her attention,

together with that of all the others of this strange community, or at least of all those who were in the open, was attracted by the sound of approach­ing footsteps. She halted in her tracks, her great ears up-pricked, listening, her eyes directed to­ward the trail leading up from the valley. The others were similarly watching and listening and a moment later their vigil was rewarded by sight of another of their kind as she appeared in the entrance to the amphitheater. A huge creature this, even larger than she who captured the apeman—broader and heavier, though little, if any, taller—carrying upon one shoulder the carcass of an antelope and upon the other the body of a creature that might have been half human and half beast, yet, assuredly, not entirely either the one or the other.

The antelope was dead, but not so the other creature. It wriggled weakly—its futile move­ments could not have been termed struggles—as it hung, its middle across the bare brown shoulder of its captor, its arms and legs dangling limply before and behind, either in partial unconscious­-