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Stern all at once saw the patriarch once more

"Go, son!" cried the old man "Now is the moment! When the drureat drums slowed their beat, then stopped

Stern, with a final thought of Beatrice, advanced

All the advantage lay with Kamrou Familiar with the place was he, and with the rules of this incredible contest Everywhere about hiiance, hostile to the newcomer, the man from another world Out of all that multitude only two hearts' beat in syave hiirl; a feeble, blind old man

Kamrou stood taller, too, than Stern, and certainly bulked heavier He was in perfect condition, while Stern had not yet fully recovered fro conditions there in the depths, and--more important still--from the harsh blow of the rock that had numbed his elbow on the beach

His ar of the cords that had bound him He needed a few hours yet to work theth But respite there was none

He ht now at once under all handicaps, or die--and in his death yield Beatrice to the barbaric passions of the chief

Oddly enough there recurred to hisKamrou, that brave old war-cry of the Greeks of Xenophon as they hurled thereater army of the Persians--"Zeus Sotor kai Nike!--Zeus Savior and victory!"

The shout burst from his lips Forward he ran, on to the battle where either he or the barbarianpit--forward, to what? To victory--to death?

Karipped his throat--for Stern, the challenger, had to deliver the first attack

But suddenly he slipped aside; and as Stern swerved for hith and skill tiger-like and ht Stern round the waist, whirled him and would have dashed hiht arht hand had him by the throat, and Kamrou's head went sharply back till the vertebrae strained hard

Eel-like, elusive, oiled, the chief broke the hold, even as he flung a leg about one of Stern's

AIn the old days Stern would not for one mo hened every fiber And now a stab of joy thrilled through him as he realized that in his e for a little while