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"
Well
,
what
did
they
do
?
"
I
was
enthralled
by
the
strange
story
which
my
companion
was
whispering
into
my
ear
,
while
all
the
time
his
keen
eyes
were
shooting
in
every
direction
and
his
hand
grasping
his
cocked
rifle
.
"
I
thought
it
was
the
end
of
us
,
but
instead
of
that
it
started
them
on
a
new
line
.
They
all
jabbered
and
chattered
together
.
Then
one
of
them
stood
out
beside
Challenger
.
You
'll
smile
,
young
fellah
,
but
'
pon
my
word
they
might
have
been
kinsmen
.
I
could
n't
have
believed
it
if
I
had
n't
seen
it
with
my
own
eyes
.
This
old
ape-man
--
he
was
their
chief
--
was
a
sort
of
red
Challenger
,
with
every
one
of
our
friend
's
beauty
points
,
only
just
a
trifle
more
so
.
He
had
the
short
body
,
the
big
shoulders
,
the
round
chest
,
no
neck
,
a
great
ruddy
frill
of
a
beard
,
the
tufted
eyebrows
,
the
'
What
do
you
want
,
damn
you
!
'
look
about
the
eyes
,
and
the
whole
catalogue
.
When
the
ape-man
stood
by
Challenger
and
put
his
paw
on
his
shoulder
,
the
thing
was
complete
.
Summerlee
was
a
bit
hysterical
,
and
he
laughed
till
he
cried
.
The
ape-men
laughed
too
--
or
at
least
they
put
up
the
devil
of
a
cacklin
'
--
and
they
set
to
work
to
drag
us
off
through
the
forest
.
They
would
n't
touch
the
guns
and
things
--
thought
them
dangerous
,
I
expect
--
but
they
carried
away
all
our
loose
food
.
Summerlee
and
I
got
some
rough
handlin
'
on
the
way
--
there
's
my
skin
and
my
clothes
to
prove
it
--
for
they
took
us
a
bee-line
through
the
brambles
,
and
their
own
hides
are
like
leather
.
But
Challenger
was
all
right
.
Four
of
them
carried
him
shoulder
high
,
and
he
went
like
a
Roman
emperor
.
What
's
that
?
"
It
was
a
strange
clicking
noise
in
the
distance
not
unlike
castanets
.
"
There
they
go
!
"
said
my
companion
,
slipping
cartridges
into
the
second
double
barrelled
"
Express
.
"
"
Load
them
all
up
,
young
fellah
my
lad
,
for
we
're
not
going
to
be
taken
alive
,
and
do
n't
you
think
it
!
That
's
the
row
they
make
when
they
are
excited
.
By
George
!
they
'll
have
something
to
excite
them
if
they
put
us
up
.
The
'
Last
Stand
of
the
Grays
'
wo
n't
be
in
it
.
'
With
their
rifles
grasped
in
their
stiffened
hands
,
mid
a
ring
of
the
dead
and
dyin
'
,
'
as
some
fathead
sings
.
Can
you
hear
them
now
?
"
"
Very
far
away
.
"
"
That
little
lot
will
do
no
good
,
but
I
expect
their
search
parties
are
all
over
the
wood
.
Well
,
I
was
telling
you
my
tale
of
woe
.
They
got
us
soon
to
this
town
of
theirs
--
about
a
thousand
huts
of
branches
and
leaves
in
a
great
grove
of
trees
near
the
edge
of
the
cliff
.
It
's
three
or
four
miles
from
here
.
The
filthy
beasts
fingered
me
all
over
,
and
I
feel
as
if
I
should
never
be
clean
again
.
They
tied
us
up
--
the
fellow
who
handled
me
could
tie
like
a
bosun
--
and
there
we
lay
with
our
toes
up
,
beneath
a
tree
,
while
a
great
brute
stood
guard
over
us
with
a
club
in
his
hand
.
When
I
say
'
we
'
I
mean
Summerlee
and
myself
.
Old
Challenger
was
up
a
tree
,
eatin
'
pines
and
havin
'
the
time
of
his
life
.
I
'm
bound
to
say
that
he
managed
to
get
some
fruit
to
us
,
and
with
his
own
hands
he
loosened
our
bonds
.
If
you
'd
seen
him
sitting
up
in
that
tree
hob-nobbin
'
with
his
twin
brother
--
and
singin
'
in
that
rollin
'
bass
of
his
,
'
Ring
out
,
wild
bells
,
'
cause
music
of
any
kind
seemed
to
put
'em
in
a
good
humor
,
you
'd
have
smiled
;
but
we
were
n't
in
much
mood
for
laughin
'
,
as
you
can
guess
.
They
were
inclined
,
within
limits
,
to
let
him
do
what
he
liked
,
but
they
drew
the
line
pretty
sharply
at
us
.
It
was
a
mighty
consolation
to
us
all
to
know
that
you
were
runnin
'
loose
and
had
the
archives
in
your
keepin
'
.
"
Well
,
now
,
young
fellah
,
I
'll
tell
you
what
will
surprise
you
.
You
say
you
saw
signs
of
men
,
and
fires
,
traps
,
and
the
like
.
Well
,
we
have
seen
the
natives
themselves
.
Poor
devils
they
were
,
down-faced
little
chaps
,
and
had
enough
to
make
them
so
.
It
seems
that
the
humans
hold
one
side
of
this
plateau
--
over
yonder
,
where
you
saw
the
caves
--
and
the
ape-men
hold
this
side
,
and
there
is
bloody
war
between
them
all
the
time
.
That
's
the
situation
,
so
far
as
I
could
follow
it
.
Well
,
yesterday
the
ape-men
got
hold
of
a
dozen
of
the
humans
and
brought
them
in
as
prisoners
.
You
never
heard
such
a
jabberin
'
and
shriekin
'
in
your
life
.
The
men
were
little
red
fellows
,
and
had
been
bitten
and
clawed
so
that
they
could
hardly
walk
.
The
ape-men
put
two
of
them
to
death
there
and
then
--
fairly
pulled
the
arm
off
one
of
them
--
it
was
perfectly
beastly
.
Plucky
little
chaps
they
are
,
and
hardly
gave
a
squeak
.
But
it
turned
us
absolutely
sick
.
Summerlee
fainted
,
and
even
Challenger
had
as
much
as
he
could
stand
.
I
think
they
have
cleared
,
do
n't
you
?
"
We
listened
intently
,
but
nothing
save
the
calling
of
the
birds
broke
the
deep
peace
of
the
forest
.
Lord
Roxton
went
on
with
his
story
.
