She came out of the mystery, and we wait her will." "Then she is not of your race ?" "I have answered--she came to our people from the Sun." I have not often felt too secure while in any position of danger, but this feeble old savage rested so helplessly back against the base of the altar, I lost all thought of him as an enemy against whom I needed to guard.

Sunk in contemplation of his story, I sat carelessly, my head somewhat lowered as I mentally viewed the picture drawn.

Cairnes moved uneasily in his sleep, muttering something indistinctly, and I turned partially so that I might look at him.

Instantly, with the leap of a tiger, the priest hurled himself upon me.

I flung up one arm, barely in time to intercept a jagged stone aimed full at my head.