Eight thousand feet: seven thousand. Six thousand: and Ero Shan and I both exclaimed in unison. Below us were hills and trees and rivers and-life!

The sudden reaction after that long nervous strain left us both mute for a time. It was Ero Shan who broke the silence. "That doesn't look much like any country I've seen in Korva," he said.

"Certainly not like anything I've seen near Sanara or Amlot and with which I am very familiar," I agreed, "nor is it like anything we flew over coming out."

"It is beautiful," said Ero Shan.

"Even Oklahoma would be beautiful after what we've been through," I remarked.

"I have never been to Oklahoma," said Ero Shan.

"Let's drop down and have a closer look," I suggested.

It was a hilly country, cut by deep valleys and rive' gorges, a well watered country lush with vegetation; but it seemed uninhabited. However, we cruised around looking for a human being. I wanted to find one who was alone; so that we could come down and question him in safety. We had to learn where we were before we could make any plans for returning to Sanara.

Presently Ero Shan pointed and said, "There's a building.''

It stood beside a river on a little knoll, and as I circled low above it I was astonished to see that it closely resembled the medieval castles of the Middle Ages in Europe. At least there were the outer walls with towers at the corners, the ballium, and the central building or donion. There was no moat, and therefore no drawbridge, but the general effect was quite medieval.

While it was apparently in a fair state of repair, we saw no evidence of life anywhere about it; and so we flew on up the valley, where we presently discovered another similar edifice. This, too, seemed deserted.

"I wonder what's become of all the people," said Ero Shan.

"They may have gone to a clam bake," I suggested.

It so often happens that Ero Shan doesn't know what I am talking about that he had long since given up trying to find out. He says that what I refer to as a sense of humor would be diagnosed as psychopathy in Hava-too and lead to immediate destruction for the welfare of society in general and future generations in particular.

As we flew on up the valley we at last saw men.

There were many of them, and they were armed. They appeared to be guarding a large herd of very small zaldars, about the size of earthly pigs. As the men were numerous and armed, we did not land; but continued on in our search for a single individual.

"Those zaldars looked very good," said Ero Shan. "I wouldn't mind having a nice zaldar roast right now."

"Nor I," I said. "It is remarkable how good such silly looking creatures can taste."

I really think that an Amtorian zaldar is about the silliest looking creature I ever saw. It has a large, foolish looking head, with big, oval eyes, and two long, pointed ears that stand perpetually erect as though the creature were always listening. It has no neck, and its body is all rounded curves: ideal for beef. Its hind legs resemble in shipe those of a bear: its front legs are similar to an elephant's, though, of course, on a much smaller scale.

Along its spine rises a single row of bristles. It has no tail and no neck, and from its snout depends a long tassel of hair. Its upper iaw is equipped with broad, shovel-like teeth, Which protrude beyond its short, tiny lower jaw. Its skin is covered with short hair of a neutral mauve color with large patches of violet, which, especially when it is lying down, make it almost invisible against the pastel shades of Amtorian scenery. When it grazes it drops down on its knees and scrapes up the turf with its shovel-like teeth, and then draws it into its mouth with a broad tongue. It als°has to kneel,down when it drinks, because of its lack of a neck. There are two species of these animals: the large beef animal that is fully as large as a Hereford; and the smaller piglike creature, the specific name for which is neozal-dar, or small zaldar.

The warriors guarding the herd over which xe had passed had looked up at us in astonishment, ad had fitted arrows to their bows as we came close. However, they had loosed not a single shaft. I imagine that the anotar looked altogether too formidable to them to risk antagonizing. What food for speculation and conversation we must have brought them! Even to the fourth and fifth generations their descendants will lave to listen to it.

As we flew on I discovered a third castle perched on an eminence overlooking a river; and, as a forlorr hope, I circled slowly above it. Presently four people came out into the ballium and looked up at us. There were two run and two women.