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 “You are in Neiba. Yes, he got in all right. We brought you in. after tracking you halfway to Lake Enriquillo, toward which, leaving the trail, you were wandering. You were unconscious, flat on the desert floor, and licking up sand with your swollen tongue, which, sticking through between your teeth, was so big that it wouldn’t carry the sand into your mouth! It kept rolling off your tongue and you mumbled to yourself as if cursing. I caught the words ‘cattle’ and ‘shadows’. Then you hit me in the mouth. That’s all!”

It was enough.

Note.—“The Sorrowful Sisterhood.” No. 4 in this series of “Strange Tales From Santo Domingo ” narrates one of the weird expericnces of the Dominican bandit. José Espinosa. It will appear in next month's WEIRD TALES.