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Rh then started back suddenly as he spied a face peering out at him for a moment from behind  the big, grey rock above him. It struck him, startled as he was, that the human face was  something like the mink’s; the same narrow  cruel jaw, the same retreating forehead, the  little beady black eyes and stiff black hair. With a great effort, although his heart hammered at his ribs and his knees shook a little, if the truth must be told, he climbed up to the  jutting rock and looked behind it. There was no one there. He drew a sigh of relief at the thought that he must have been mistaken,  then checked it sharply when he saw a black  shadow, thin, lithe and quickly-moving, slip  across the surface of the rocks and vanish.