The creature showed us the mouth of a black cave, but he kept at a distance
while he did it, and Lys followed me as I crawled in to explore. I had matches
with me, and in the light of one I found a small cavern with a flat roof and
floor which followed the cleavage of the strata. Pieces of the roof had fallen
at some long-distant date, as was evidenced by the depth of the filth and
rubble in which they were embedded. Even a superficial examination revealed the
fact that nothing had ever been attempted that might have improved the
livability of the cavern; nor, should I judge, had it ever been cleaned out.
With considerable difficulty I loosened some of the larger pieces of broken
rock which littered the floor and placed them as a barrier before the doorway.
It was too dark to do more than this. I then gave Lys a piece of dried meat,
and sitting inside the entrance, we dined as must have some of our ancient
forbears at the dawning of the age of man, while far below the open diapason of
the savage night rose weird and horrifying to our ears. In the light of the
great fire still burning we could see huge, skulking forms, and in the blacker
background countless flaming eyes.
Lys shuddered, and I put my arm around her and drew her to me; and thus we sat
throughout the hot night. She told me of her abduction and of the fright she
had undergone, and together we thanked God that she had come through unharmed,
because the great brute had dared not pause along the danger-infested way. She
said that they had but just reached the cliffs when I arrived, for on several
occasions her captor had been forced to take to the trees with her to escape
the clutches of some hungry cave-lion or saber-toothed tiger, and that twice
they had been obliged to remain for considerable periods before the beasts had
retired.
Nobs, by dint of much scrambling and one or two narrow escapes from death, had
managed to follow us up the cliff and was now curled between me and the
doorway, having devoured a piece of the dried meat, which he seemed to relish
immensely. He was the first to fall asleep; but I imagine we must have followed
suit soon, for we were both tired. I had laid aside my ammunition-belt and
rifle, though both were close beside me; but my pistol I kept in my lap beneath
my hand. However, we were not disturbed during the night, and when I awoke, the
sun was shining on the tree-tops in the distance. Lys’ head had drooped to my
breast, and my arm was still about her.
Shortly afterward Lys awoke, and for a moment she could not seem to comprehend
her situation. She looked at me and then turned and glanced at my arm about
her, and then she seemed quite suddenly to realize the scantiness of her
apparel and drew away, covering her face with her palms and blushing furiously.
I drew her back toward me and kissed her, and then she threw her arms about my
neck and wept softly in mute surrender to the inevitable.
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