Back through the jungle with the anguished speed of fear.

The ground was sodden.

It seemed to hold her flying feet.
She tore them free, only to plunge deeper at every step, while behind her, swift and remorseless, followed her fate.
Wildly she struggled, powerless but persistent, till at last her strength was gone.

She sank in utter impotence.
And then he came to her, he lifted her, he held her in his arms, pressed sickening kisses upon her lips; and suddenly she knew that she had fled from a myth to hurl herself into the power of her enemy.

She had eluded her fate but to find herself at the mercy of a devil.
Gasping and half-suffocated she awoke, starting upright in a cold sweat of fear.