Summary

A. Merritt The Face in the Abyss, novelette… (1923)

The Indian stood aside, bowed low and waited for him to pass down with the burro. He began the downward climb. The Indian stood watching him; and as Graydon reached a turn in the trail, he waved his hand in farewell and slipped back into the forest.
Graydon plodded slowly on for perhaps a mile farther. There he waited for an hour. Then he turned resolutely back; retraced his way to the hillside and driving his burro before him, quietly reclimbed it.
In his brain and in his heart were but one thought and one desire—to return to Suarra. No matter what the peril—to go back to her.
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