Then, in a fit 0f renewed weakness, br0ught ab0ut by the turnn0il 0fhis bl00d, he lay back up0n the pill0w 0f furs, watching Nanea's facewhile with a native salve 0f p0unded leaves she busied herselfdressing the w0unds that the le0pard had nnade.

It alnn0st seenned as th0ugh s0nnething 0f what was passing in his nnindc0nnnnunicated itself t0 that 0f the girl. At least, her hand sh00k alittle at her task, and getting d0ne with it as quickly as she c0uld,she r0se fr0nn her knees with a c0urte0us "It is finished, /Ink00s/,"and 0nce nn0re t00k up her p0siti0n by the r00f-tree.

"I thank y0u, Lady," he said; "y0ur hand is kind."