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A Sight which I shall Never Forget

           Intothisherushed,regardlessofthorns,andthrewhimselfintotheheartofit,pullingmedownbyhisside.

           "There!"hepanted."Ithinkwearesafehere.They’llmakeforthecampassureasfate.Itwillbetheirfirstidea.Butthisshouldpuzzle’em."

           "Whatisitall?"Iasked,whenIhadgotmybreath."Wherearetheprofessors?Andwhoisitthatisafterus?"

           "Theape-men,"hecried."MyGod,whatbrutes!Don’traiseyourvoice,fortheyhavelongearssharpeyes,too,butnopowerofscent,sofarasIcouldjudge,soIdon’tthinktheycansniffusout.Wherehaveyoubeen,youngfellah?Youwerewelloutofit."

           InafewsentencesIwhisperedwhatIhaddone.

           "Prettybad,"saidhe,whenhehadheardofthedinosaurandthepit."Itisn’tquitetheplaceforarestcure.What?ButIhadnoideawhatitspossibilitieswereuntilthosedevilsgotholdofus.Theman-eatin’Papuanshadmeonce,buttheyareChesterfieldscomparedtothiscrowd."

           "Howdidithappen?"Iasked.

           "Itwasintheearlymornin’.Ourlearnedfriendswerejuststirrin’.Hadn’tevenbeguntoargueyet.Suddenlyitrainedapes.Theycamedownasthickasapplesoutofatree.Theyhadbeenassemblin’inthedark,Isuppose,untilthatgreattreeoverourheadswasheavywiththem.Ishotoneofthemthroughthebelly,butbeforeweknewwhereweweretheyhadusspread-eagledonourbacks.

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