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Gradually the spirit which had coth Kathlyn became keenly alive It entered her mind clearly that

these poor foolish people really believed her a celestial being, and so

long as they laid no hand upon her she was not alarh too many terrors to be disturbed by a bit of

kindness, even if stirred into being by a religious fanaticisers departed, and soon none remained save her

self-appointed guardians, the two holy men Kathlyn felt a desire to

explore this wonderful temple She discovered what must have been the

inner shrine The chaold leaf, centuries old, glistened upon the bronze, the clay, the

wood The caste est idol's head was a polished ruby,

overlooked doubtless during the loot She swept the dust froer, and the dull fire sent a shiver of

delight over her She was still a wo and she looked

down It was a bone; in fact, the floor was streith bones She

quickly discerned, much to her relief, that none of these bones was

human This was, or had been, the den of the lion There was an acrid

unpleasant odor, so she hurried back to the brazier Vaguely she

comprehended that she must keep the fire replenished froht it would fend off any

approach of the lion

Where was Bruce? Would he ever find her? That philosophy which she