The leather-like skin of the bloated cheeks had assumed an ashen hue still streaked and mottled with brown.
Oh! the thing was horrible, and sometimes when I am out of sorts, it haunts me to this day.

Yet that creature's blood does not lie heavy on my mind, of it my conscience is not afraid.

His end was necessary to save the innocent and I am sure that it was well deserved.

For he was a devil, akin to the great god ape I had slain in the forest, to whom, by the way, he bore a most remarkable resemblance in death.

Indeed if their heads had been laid side by side at a little distance, it would not have been too easy to tell them apart with their projecting brows, beardless, retreating chins and yellow tushes at the corners of the mouth.
Presently I was clear of the cave.