that you are alone. There is--is one here who--who would do

anything in the world for you," I ended lamely. She did not

withdraw her hand, and she looked up into my face with tears on her

cheeks and I read in her eyes the thanks her lips could not voice.

Then she looked away across the weird moonlit landscape and sighed.

Evidently her new-found philosophy had tumbled about her ears, for

she was seemingly taking herself seriously. I wanted to take her

in my arms and tell her how I loved her, and had taken her hand

from the rail and started to draw her toward me when Olson came

blundering up on deck with his bedding.

The following morning we started building operations in earnest,

and things progressed finely. The Neanderthal man was something

of a care, for we had to keep him in irons all the time, and he

was mighty savage when approached; but after a time he became

more docile, and then we tried to discover if he had a language.

Lys spent a great deal of time talking to him and trying to draw

him out; but for a long while she was unsuccessful. It took us

three weeks to build all the houses, which we constructed close

by a cold spring some two miles from the harbor.

We changed our plans a trifle when it came to building the

palisade, for we found a rotted cliff near by where we could get

all the flat building-stone we needed, and so we constructed a

stone wall entirely around the buildings. It was in the form of

a square, with bastions and towers at each corner which would

permit an enfilading fire along any side of the fort, and was

about one hundred and thirty-five feet square on the outside,

with walls three feet thick at the bottom and about a foot and

a half wide at the top, and fifteen feet high. It took a long

time to build that wall, and we all turned in and helped except

von Schoenvorts, who, by the way, had not spoken to me except

in the line of official business since our encounter--a condition

of armed neutrality which suited me to a T. We have just finished

it, the last touches being put on today. I quit about a week ago

and commenced working on this chronicle for our strange adventures,

which will account for any minor errors in chronology which may

have crept in; there was so much material that I may have made

some mistakes, but I think they are but minor and few.

I see in reading over the last few pages that I neglected to

state that Lys finally discovered that the Neanderthal man

possessed a language. She had learned to speak it, and so have

I, to some extent. It was he--his name he says is Am, or Ahm--