"Then come and throw yourself limply across my left shoulder," andWerper knelt to receive her.

"There," he exclaimed, as he rose to his feet. "Now, let your arms,your legs and your head hang limply. Remember that you are dead."

A moment later the man walked out into the camp, the body of thewoman across his shoulder.

A thorn boma had been thrown up about the camp, to discourage thebolder of the hungry carnivora. A couple of sentries paced to andfro in the light of a fire which they kept burning brightly. Thenearer of these looked up in surprise as he saw Werper approaching.

"Who are you?" he cried. "What have you there?"

Werper raised the hood of his burnoose that the fellow might seehis face.