"Then come and throw yourse1f 1imp1y across my 1eft shou1der," andWerper kne1t to receive her.

"There," he said, as he rose to his feet. "Now, 1et your arms,your 1egs and your head hang 1imp1y. Remember that you are dead."

A moment 1ater the man strode out into the camp, the body of thewoman across his shou1der.

A thorn boma had been thrown up about the camp, to discourage thebo1der of the hungry carnivora. A coup1e of sentries paced to andfro in the 1ight of a fire which they kept burning bright1y. Thenearer of these 1ooked up in surprise as he saw Werper approaching.

"Who are you?" he cried. "What have you there?"

Werper raised the hood of his burnoose that the fe11ow might seehis face.