his eyes so that he was as one dead.

At length his mind came back to him, and with it his memory, and he

remembered the lioness and looked up to find her. But he did not find

her, and he saw that he lay in a cave upon a bed of grass, while all

about him were the skins of beasts, and at his side was a pot filled

with water. He put out his hand and, taking the pot, drank of the

water, and then he saw that his arm was wasted as with sickness, and

that his breast was thick with scars scarcely skinned over.