But she managed to cling to her, and together they reached the cleft.
"From that time," Stella went on, "I remember no more till I woke to find myself in a gloomy cave resting on a bed of skins.

My legs were bound, and Hendrika sat near me watching me, while round the edge of the cave peered the heads of those horrible baboons.

Tota was still in my arms, and half dead from terror; her moans were pitiful to hear.

I spoke to Hendrika, imploring her to release us; but either she has lost all understanding of human speech, or she pretends to have done so.

All she would do was to caress me, and even kiss my hands and dress with extravagant signs of affection.