MERIEM, dazed by the unexpected sight of Korak whom she had long given up as dead, permitted herself to be led away by Baynes. Among the tents he guided her safely to the palisade, and there, following Korak's instructions, the Englishman pitched a noose over the top of one of the upright logs that formed the barrier. With difficulty he reached the top and then lowered his hand to assist Meriem to his side.
"Come!" he whispered. "We must hurry." And then, as though she had awakened from a sleep, Meriemcame to herself. Back there, fighting her enemies, alone, was Korak -- her Korak. Her place was by his side, fighting with him and for him. She glanced up at Baynes.
"Go!" she called. "Make your way back to Bwana and bring help. My place is here. You can do no good remaining. Get away while you can and bring the Big Bwana back with you."
Silently the Hon. Morison Baynes slid to the ground inside the palisade to Meriem's side.
"It was only for you that I left him," he said, nodding toward the tents they had just left. "I