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At the Earth's Core by Edgar Rice Burroughs
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curiosity. They picked at my clothing, my hair, and my flesh. They
turned me about to see if I had a tail, and when they discovered
that I was not so equipped they fell into roars of laughter. Their
teeth were very large and white and even, except for the upper
canines which were a trifle longer than the others--protruding just
a bit when the mouth was closed.

When they had examined me for a few moments one of them discovered
that my clothing was not a part of me, with the result that garment
by garment they tore it from me amidst peals of the wildest laughter.
Apelike, they essayed to don the apparel themselves, but their
ingenuity was not sufficient to the task and so they gave it up.

In the meantime I had been straining my eyes to catch a glimpse
of Perry, but nowhere about could I see him, although the clump of
trees in which he had first taken refuge was in full view. I was
much exercised by fear that something had befallen him, and though
I called his name aloud several times there was no response.

Tired at last of playing with my clothing the creatures threw it to
the ground, and catching me, one on either side, by an arm, started
off at a most terrifying pace through the tree tops. Never have I
experienced such a journey before or since--even now I oftentimes
awake from a deep sleep haunted by the horrid remembrance of that
awful experience.

From tree to tree the agile creatures sprang like flying squirrels,
while the cold sweat stood upon my brow as I glimpsed the
depths beneath, into which a single misstep on the part of either
of my bearers would hurl me. As they bore me along, my mind was
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