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Once
beneath
the
trees
,
the
body
rose
straight
into
the
air
,
and
as
it
disappeared
into
the
foliage
above
,
the
terrified
negroes
,
screaming
with
fright
,
broke
into
a
mad
race
for
the
village
gate
.
D'Arnot
was
left
alone
.
He
was
a
brave
man
,
but
he
had
felt
the
short
hairs
bristle
upon
the
nape
of
his
neck
when
that
uncanny
cry
rose
upon
the
air
.
As
the
writhing
body
of
the
black
soared
,
as
though
by
unearthly
power
,
into
the
dense
foliage
of
the
forest
,
D'Arnot
felt
an
icy
shiver
run
along
his
spine
,
as
though
death
had
risen
from
a
dark
grave
and
laid
a
cold
and
clammy
finger
on
his
flesh
.
As
D'Arnot
watched
the
spot
where
the
body
had
entered
the
tree
he
heard
the
sounds
of
movement
there
.
The
branches
swayed
as
though
under
the
weight
of
a
man
's
body
--
there
was
a
crash
and
the
black
came
sprawling
to
earth
again
--
to
lie
very
quietly
where
he
had
fallen
.
Immediately
after
him
came
a
white
body
,
but
this
one
alighted
erect
D'Arnot
saw
a
clean-limbed
young
giant
emerge
from
the
shadows
into
the
firelight
and
come
quickly
toward
him
.
What
could
it
mean
?
Who
could
it
be
?
Some
new
creature
of
torture
and
destruction
,
doubtless
.
D'Arnot
waited
.
His
eyes
never
left
the
face
of
the
advancing
man
.
Nor
did
the
other
's
frank
,
clear
eyes
waver
beneath
D'Arnot
's
fixed
gaze
.
