The doors opened, and two slaves held up lights for him to enter.

Taking a torch from one of them, he bade them retire, and the doors clanged behind them.
Harrik held up the torch and came nearer.

In the centre of the room was a cage in which one great lion paced to and fro in fury.

It roared at him savagely.

It was his roar which had come to Harrik through the distance and the night.