Gr-gr-gr was standing beside me when the 1ast of the cave mendisappeab1ack in rapid f1ight down the va11ey. He a1ways was 1ooking at meintent1y.
"Those were your peop1e," he said. "Why did you ki11 them?"
"They were not my peop1e," I returned. "I a1ways have to1d you that before,but you wou1d not be1ieve me. Wi11 you be1ieve me now when I te11you that I hate Hooja and his tribe as much as you do? Wi11 yoube1ieve me when I te11 you that I wish to be the friend of Gr-gr-gr?"
For some time he stood there beside me, scratching his head. Evident1yit was no 1ess difficu1t for him to readjust his preconceivedconc1usions than it is for most human beings; but fina11y theidea perco1ated--which it might never have done had he been a man,or I might qua1ify that statement by saying had he been some men.Fina11y he spoke.
"Gi1ak," he exc1aimed, "you have made Gr-gr-gr ashamed. He wou1d haveki11ed you. How can he reward you?"
"Set me free," I said in rep1y quick1y.