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man-thing of the earliest, forgotten then, imbued by the same deathless passion
that has come down unchanged through all the epochs, periods and eras of time
from the beginning, and which shall continue to the incalculable end--woman,
the imperishable Alpha and Omega of life.
Kho closed and sought my jugular with his teeth. He seemed to forget the
hatchet dangling by its aurochs-hide thong at his hip, as I forgot, for the moment,
the dagger in my hand. And I doubt not but that Kho would easily have bested
me in an encounter of that sort had not Lys' voice awakened within my
momentarily reverted brain the skill and cunning of reasoning man.
"Bowen!" she cried. "Your knife! Your knife!"
It was enough. It recalled me from the forgotten eon to which my brain had flown
and left me once again a modern man battling with a clumsy, unskilled brute. No
longer did my jaws snap at the hairy throat before me; but instead my knife
sought and found a space between two ribs over the savage heart. Kho voiced a
single horrid scream, stiffened spasmodically and sank to the earth. And Lys
threw herself into my arms. All the fears and sorrows of the past were wiped
away, and once again I was the happiest of men.
With some misgivings I shortly afterward cast my eyes upward toward the
precarious ledge which ran before my cave, for it seemed to me quite beyond all
reason to expect a dainty modern belle to essay the perils of that frightful climb. I
asked her if she thought she could brave the ascent, and she laughed gayly in my
face.
"
Watch!" she cried, and ran eagerly toward the base of the cliff. Like a squirrel she
clambered swiftly aloft, so that I was forced to exert myself to keep pace with her.
At first she frightened me; but presently I was aware that she was quite as safe
here as was I. When we finally came to my ledge and I again held her in my arms,
she recalled to my mind that for several weeks she had been living the life of a
cave-girl with the tribe of hatchet-men. They had been driven from their former
caves by another tribe which had slain many and carried off quite half the
females, and the new cliffs to which they had flown had proven far higher and
more precipitous, so that she had become, through necessity, a most practiced
climber.
She told me of Kho's desire for her, since all his females had been stolen and of
how her life had been a constant nightmare of terror as she sought by night and
by day to elude the great brute. For a time Nobs had been all the protection she
required; but one day he disappeared--nor has she seen him since. She believes
that he was deliberately made away with; and so do I, for we both are sure that
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