"
During the short silence that followed, White meditated upon this
extraordinary statement, and decided that his comrade's brain must be
affected by his sufferings.
"If I could only twist out of these ropes," he groaned, and then he
began again a struggle to free his hands from their bonds. At the same
time Cabot, who had long since discovered the futility of such effort,
was anxiously listening, and wondering what would happen next.
With all his listening he did not hear the soft approach of furred
footsteps, and when a blinding light was flashed full in his face he
was so startled that he cried out with terror. Instantly the light
vanished, and he shuddered as he realised that the furry monster had
returned, and, bending over him, was fumbling at his bonds.
In another moment these were severed, he was picked up as though he had
been an infant, and carried to the fire, whose scattered embers were
speedily re-assembled. As it blazed up, Cabot gazed eagerly at the
mysterious figure, which had thus far worked in silence. Curious as he
was to see it, he yet dreaded to look upon its wolfish features.
Therefore, as the fire blazed up, he uttered a cry of amazement, for,
fully revealed by its light, was a man; clad in furs, it is true, but
bare-headed and having a pleasant face lighted by kindly blue eyes.
"You are really human after all!" gasped Cabot.
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