THE TWO ORDEALS Umballa was not a coward; he was only ruthless and predatory after the manner of his kind.

A thrill of admiration tingled his spine.

The women of his race were chattels, lazy and inert, without fire, merely drudges or playthings.

Here was one worth conquering, a white flame to be controlled.

To bend her without breaking her, that must be his method of procedure.