of hammered gold, with serrated edges, and in the other a short,
stiff brush. With these she was occupied in going over her smooth,
glossy coat which bore a remarkable resemblance to plucked sealskin.
Her loin cloth of yellow and black striped jato-skin lay on the
couch beside her with the circular breastplates of beaten gold,
revealing the symmetrical lines of her nude figure in all its beauty
and harmony of contour, for even though the creature was jet black
and entirely covered with hair yet she was undeniably beautiful.

That she was beautiful in the eyes of Es-sat, the chief, was
evidenced by the gloating expression upon his fierce countenance and
the increased rapidity of his breathing. Moving quickly forward he
entered the room and as he did so the young she looked up. Instantly
her eyes filled with terror and as quickly she seized the loin
cloth and with a few deft movements adjusted it about her. As she
gathered up her breastplates Es-sat rounded the table and moved
quickly toward her.

"What do you want?" she whispered, though she knew full well.

"Pan-at-lee," he said, "your chief has come for you."

"It was for this that you sent away my father and my brothers to
spy upon the Kor-ul-lul? I will not have you. Leave the cave of my
ancestors!"

Es-sat smiled. It was the smile of a strong and wicked man who knows
his power--not a pleasant smile at all. "I will leave, Pan-at-lee,"
he said; "but you shall go with me--to the cave of Es-sat, the
chief, to be the envied of the shes of Kor-ul-ja. Come!"