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I
was
all
alone
.
The
populous
open
space
had
of
a
sudden
become
deserted
.
I
sat
down
forlornly
and
whimpered
.
I
could
not
understand
.
Why
had
the
Folk
run
away
from
me
?
In
later
time
,
when
I
came
to
know
their
ways
,
I
was
to
learn
.
When
they
saw
me
dashing
out
of
the
forest
at
top
speed
they
concluded
that
I
was
being
pursued
by
some
hunting
animal
.
By
my
unceremonious
approach
I
had
stampeded
them
.
As
I
sat
and
watched
the
cave
-
mouths
I
became
aware
that
the
Folk
were
watching
me
.
Soon
they
were
thrusting
their
heads
out
.
A
little
later
they
were
calling
back
and
forth
to
one
another
.
In
the
hurry
and
confusion
it
had
happened
that
all
had
not
gained
their
own
caves
.
Some
of
the
young
ones
had
sought
refuge
in
other
caves
.
The
mothers
did
not
call
for
them
by
name
,
because
that
was
an
invention
we
had
not
yet
made
.
All
were
nameless
.
The
mothers
uttered
querulous
,
anxious
cries
,
which
were
recognized
by
the
young
ones
.
Thus
,
had
my
mother
been
there
calling
to
me
,
I
should
have
recognized
her
voice
amongst
the
voices
of
a
thousand
mothers
,
and
in
the
same
way
would
she
have
recognized
mine
amongst
a
thousand
.
This
calling
back
and
forth
continued
for
some
time
,
but
they
were
too
cautious
to
come
out
of
their
caves
and
descend
to
the
ground
.
Finally
one
did
come
.
He
was
destined
to
play
a
large
part
in
my
life
,
and
for
that
matter
he
already
played
a
large
part
in
the
lives
of
all
the
members
of
the
horde
.
He
it
was
whom
I
shall
call
Red
-
Eye
in
the
pages
of
this
history
—
so
called
because
of
his
inflamed
eyes
,
the
lids
being
always
red
,
and
,
by
the
peculiar
effect
they
produced
,
seeming
to
advertise
the
terrible
savagery
of
him
.
The
color
of
his
soul
was
red
.
He
was
a
monster
in
all
ways
.
Physically
he
was
a
giant
.
He
must
have
weighed
one
hundred
and
seventy
pounds
.
He
was
the
largest
one
of
our
kind
I
ever
saw
.
Nor
did
I
ever
see
one
of
the
Fire
People
so
large
as
he
,
nor
one
of
the
Tree
People
.
Sometimes
,
when
in
the
newspapers
I
happen
upon
descriptions
of
our
modern
bruisers
and
prizefighters
,
I
wonder
what
chance
the
best
of
them
would
have
had
against
him
.
I
am
afraid
not
much
of
a
chance
.
With
one
grip
of
his
iron
fingers
and
a
pull
,
he
could
have
plucked
a
muscle
,
say
a
biceps
,
by
the
roots
,
clear
out
of
their
bodies
.
A
back
-
handed
,
loose
blow
of
his
fist
could
have
smashed
their
skulls
like
egg
-
shells
.
With
a
sweep
of
his
wicked
feet
(
or
hind
-
hands
)
he
could
have
disembowelled
them
.
A
twist
could
have
broken
their
necks
,
and
I
know
that
with
a
single
crunch
of
his
jaws
he
could
have
pierced
,
at
the
same
moment
,
the
great
vein
of
the
throat
in
front
and
the
spinal
marrow
at
the
back
.
He
could
spring
twenty
feet
horizontally
from
a
sitting
position
.
He
was
abominably
hairy
.
It
was
a
matter
of
pride
with
us
to
be
not
very
hairy
.
But
he
was
covered
with
hair
all
over
,
on
the
inside
of
the
arms
as
well
as
the
outside
,
and
even
the
ears
themselves
.
The
only
places
on
him
where
the
hair
did
not
grow
were
the
soles
of
his
hands
and
feet
and
beneath
his
eyes
.
He
was
frightfully
ugly
,
his
ferocious
grinning
mouth
and
huge
down
-
hanging
under
-
lip
being
but
in
harmony
with
his
terrible
eyes
.
This
was
Red
-
Eye
.
And
right
gingerly
he
crept
out
or
his
cave
and
descended
to
the
ground
.
Ignoring
me
,
he
proceeded
to
reconnoitre
.
He
bent
forward
from
the
hips
as
he
walked
;
and
so
far
forward
did
he
bend
,
and
so
long
were
his
arms
,
that
with
every
step
he
touched
the
knuckles
of
his
hands
to
the
ground
on
either
side
of
him
.
He
was
awkward
in
the
semi
-
erect
position
of
walking
that
he
assumed
,
and
he
really
touched
his
knuckles
to
the
ground
in
order
to
balance
himself
.
But
oh
,
I
tell
you
he
could
run
on
all
-
fours
!
Now
this
was
something
at
which
we
were
particularly
awkward
.
Furthermore
,
it
was
a
rare
individual
among
us
who
balanced
himself
with
his
knuckles
when
walking
.
Such
an
individual
was
an
atavism
,
and
Red
-
Eye
was
an
even
greater
atavism
.
That
is
what
he
was
—
an
atavism
.
We
were
in
the
process
of
changing
our
tree
-
life
to
life
on
the
ground
.
For
many
generations
we
had
been
going
through
this
change
,
and
our
bodies
and
carriage
had
likewise
changed
.
But
Red
-
Eye
had
reverted
to
the
more
primitive
tree
-
dwelling
type
.
Perforce
,
because
he
was
born
in
our
horde
he
stayed
with
us
;
but
in
actuality
he
was
an
atavism
and
his
place
was
elsewhere
.
