Short stories, American; United States -- Social life and customs -- 20th century -- Fiction
Immediately four warriors set out in pursuit. McEwen hastened after
Ermi, to see what would become of him. Discreetly hidden himself, he
could do this with considerable equanimity. As he approached, he saw
Ermi moving backward and forward, endeavoring to close the entrance
to a cave in which he had now taken refuge. Apparently that warrior
had become aware that no time was to be lost, since he also could see
the pursuing Sanguineæ. With a swiftness born of daring and a keen
realization of danger, he arranged a large boulder at the very edge of
the portal as a key, and then others in such position that when the
first should topple in the others would follow. Then he crawled deftly
inside the portal, and pulling the keystone, toppled the whole mass in
after him.
This was hardly done when the Sanguineæ were upon him. They were four
cruel, murderous fighters, deeply scarred. One, called by the others
Og, had a black’s head at his thigh. One of his temples bore a scar,
and the tip of his left antenna was broken. He was a keen old warrior,
however, and scented the prey at once.
“Hi, you!” he shouted to the others. “Here’s the place.”
Just then another drew near to the portal which Ermi had barricaded.
He looked at it closely, walked about several times, sounded with his
antennæ and then listened. There was no answer.
“Hist!” he exclaimed to the others.
Now they came up. They also looked, but so well had Ermi done his work
that they were puzzled.
“I’m not sure,” said Og, “it looks to me more like an abandoned cave
than an entrance.”
“Tear it open, anyway,” advocated Ponan, the second of the quartette,
speaking for the first time.
“There may be no other exit.”
“Aha!” cried Og, “Good! We will see anyhow.”
“Come on!” yelled Maru, a third, seizing the largest boulder,
“Mandibles to!”
“Out with him!” cried Om, jumping eagerly to work. “We will have him
out in a jiffy!”
It was not an easy task, as the boulders were heavy and deep, but they
tore them out. Later they dragged forth Ermi, who, finding himself
captured, seized the head of Maru with his mandibles. Og, on the other
hand, seized one of Ermi’s legs in his powerful jaws. The others also
had taken hold. The antennæ of all were thrown back, and the entire
mass went pushing and shoving, turning and tumbling in a whirl.
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