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It
needed
a
robust
faith
in
the
end
to
justify
such
tragic
means
.
As
we
advanced
together
through
the
woods
we
found
the
ape-men
lying
thick
,
transfixed
with
spears
or
arrows
.
Here
and
there
a
little
group
of
shattered
Indians
marked
where
one
of
the
anthropoids
had
turned
to
bay
,
and
sold
his
life
dearly
.
Always
in
front
of
us
we
heard
the
yelling
and
roaring
which
showed
the
direction
of
the
pursuit
.
The
ape-men
had
been
driven
back
to
their
city
,
they
had
made
a
last
stand
there
,
once
again
they
had
been
broken
,
and
now
we
were
in
time
to
see
the
final
fearful
scene
of
all
.
Some
eighty
or
a
hundred
males
,
the
last
survivors
,
had
been
driven
across
that
same
little
clearing
which
led
to
the
edge
of
the
cliff
,
the
scene
of
our
own
exploit
two
days
before
.
As
we
arrived
the
Indians
,
a
semicircle
of
spearmen
,
had
closed
in
on
them
,
and
in
a
minute
it
was
over
,
Thirty
or
forty
died
where
they
stood
.
The
others
,
screaming
and
clawing
,
were
thrust
over
the
precipice
,
and
went
hurtling
down
,
as
their
prisoners
had
of
old
,
on
to
the
sharp
bamboos
six
hundred
feet
below
.
It
was
as
Challenger
had
said
,
and
the
reign
of
man
was
assured
forever
in
Maple
White
Land
.
The
males
were
exterminated
,
Ape
Town
was
destroyed
,
the
females
and
young
were
driven
away
to
live
in
bondage
,
and
the
long
rivalry
of
untold
centuries
had
reached
its
bloody
end
.
For
us
the
victory
brought
much
advantage
Once
again
we
were
able
to
visit
our
camp
and
get
at
our
stores
.
Once
more
also
we
were
able
to
communicate
with
Zambo
,
who
had
been
terrified
by
the
spectacle
from
afar
of
an
avalanche
of
apes
falling
from
the
edge
of
the
cliff
.
"
Come
away
,
Massas
,
come
away
!
"
he
cried
,
his
eyes
starting
from
his
head
.
"
The
debbil
get
you
sure
if
you
stay
up
there
.
"
"
It
is
the
voice
of
sanity
!
"
said
Summerlee
with
conviction
.
"
We
have
had
adventures
enough
and
they
are
neither
suitable
to
our
character
or
our
position
.
I
hold
you
to
your
word
,
Challenger
.
From
now
onwards
you
devote
your
energies
to
getting
us
out
of
this
horrible
country
and
back
once
more
to
civilization
.
"
I
write
this
from
day
to
day
,
but
I
trust
that
before
I
come
to
the
end
of
it
,
I
may
be
able
to
say
that
the
light
shines
,
at
last
,
through
our
clouds
.
We
are
held
here
with
no
clear
means
of
making
our
escape
,
and
bitterly
we
chafe
against
it
.
Yet
,
I
can
well
imagine
that
the
day
may
come
when
we
may
be
glad
that
we
were
kept
,
against
our
will
,
to
see
something
more
of
the
wonders
of
this
singular
place
,
and
of
the
creatures
who
inhabit
it
.
The
victory
of
the
Indians
and
the
annihilation
of
the
ape-men
,
marked
the
turning
point
of
our
fortunes
.
From
then
onwards
,
we
were
in
truth
masters
of
the
plateau
,
for
the
natives
looked
upon
us
with
a
mixture
of
fear
and
gratitude
,
since
by
our
strange
powers
we
had
aided
them
to
destroy
their
hereditary
foe
.
For
their
own
sakes
they
would
,
perhaps
,
be
glad
to
see
the
departure
of
such
formidable
and
incalculable
people
,
but
they
have
not
themselves
suggested
any
way
by
which
we
may
reach
the
plains
below
.
There
had
been
,
so
far
as
we
could
follow
their
signs
,
a
tunnel
by
which
the
place
could
be
approached
,
the
lower
exit
of
which
we
had
seen
from
below
.
By
this
,
no
doubt
,
both
ape-men
and
Indians
had
at
different
epochs
reached
the
top
,
and
Maple
White
with
his
companion
had
taken
the
same
way
.
Only
the
year
before
,
however
,
there
had
been
a
terrific
earthquake
,
and
the
upper
end
of
the
tunnel
had
fallen
in
and
completely
disappeared
.
The
Indians
now
could
only
shake
their
heads
and
shrug
their
shoulders
when
we
expressed
by
signs
our
desire
to
descend
.
It
may
be
that
they
can
not
,
but
it
may
also
be
that
they
will
not
,
help
us
to
get
away
.
At
the
end
of
the
victorious
campaign
the
surviving
ape-folk
were
driven
across
the
plateau
(
their
wailings
were
horrible
)
and
established
in
the
neighborhood
of
the
Indian
caves
,
where
they
would
,
from
now
onwards
,
be
a
servile
race
under
the
eyes
of
their
masters
.
It
was
a
rude
,
raw
,
primeval
version
of
the
Jews
in
Babylon
or
the
Israelites
in
Egypt
.
At
night
we
could
hear
from
amid
the
trees
the
long-drawn
cry
,
as
some
primitive
Ezekiel
mourned
for
fallen
greatness
and
recalled
the
departed
glories
of
Ape
Town
.
Hewers
of
wood
and
drawers
of
water
,
such
were
they
from
now
onwards
.
We
had
returned
across
the
plateau
with
our
allies
two
days
after
the
battle
,
and
made
our
camp
at
the
foot
of
their
cliffs
.
They
would
have
had
us
share
their
caves
with
them
,
but
Lord
John
would
by
no
means
consent
to
it
considering
that
to
do
so
would
put
us
in
their
power
if
they
were
treacherously
disposed
.
We
kept
our
independence
,
therefore
,
and
had
our
weapons
ready
for
any
emergency
,
while
preserving
the
most
friendly
relations
.
We
also
continually
visited
their
caves
,
which
were
most
remarkable
places
,
though
whether
made
by
man
or
by
Nature
we
have
never
been
able
to
determine
.
They
were
all
on
the
one
stratum
,
hollowed
out
of
some
soft
rock
which
lay
between
the
volcanic
basalt
forming
the
ruddy
cliffs
above
them
,
and
the
hard
granite
which
formed
their
base
.
