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           ThenLordJohnthrewabundleoftwigsuponthefire,andtheirredglarelituptheintentfacesofmycompanionsandflickeredoverthegreatboughsaboveourheads.

           "Whatwasit?"Iwhispered.

           "Weshallknowinthemorning,"saidLordJohn."Itwasclosetousnotfartherthantheglade."

           "Wehavebeenprivilegedtooverhearaprehistorictragedy,thesortofdramawhichoccurredamongthereedsupontheborderofsomeJurassiclagoon,whenthegreaterdragonpinnedthelesseramongtheslime,"saidChallenger,withmoresolemnitythanIhadeverheardinhisvoice."Itwassurelywellformanthathecamelateintheorderofcreation.Therewerepowersabroadinearlierdayswhichnocourageandnomechanismofhiscouldhavemet.Whatcouldhissling,histhrowing-stick,orhisarrowavailhimagainstsuchforcesashavebeenlooseto-night?Evenwithamodernrifleitwouldbealloddsonthemonster."

           "IthinkIshouldbackmylittlefriend,"saidLordJohn,caressinghisExpress."Butthebeastwouldcertainlyhaveagoodsportingchance."

           Summerleeraisedhishand.

           "Hush!"hecried."SurelyIhearsomething?"

           Fromtheuttersilencethereemergedadeep,regularpat-pat.Itwasthetreadofsomeanimaltherhythmofsoftbutheavypadsplacedcautiouslyupontheground.Itstoleslowlyroundthecamp,andthenhaltednearourgateway.Therewasalow,sibilantriseandfallthebreathingofthecreature.

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