as able to plan some method by
which to deal with them.

So now he fought, seemingly with the utmost savagery, to keep them
from binding him with ropes. Even as he fought, however, he fancied he
could hear the grim chuckling of Caleb Barter. What did Barter know?

Bentley knew that eventually he would discover the truth.

- - -

In struggling against the two "men" his hands encountered the knobs on
their heads--the tiny metal balls protruding from the top of the skull
at the point where, in babies, the head remains soft during babyhood.
He could have broken connection with Barter for these two by jerking
the controls free. And then what? He would never get through to Barter
and would release in Bronx Park two men whose strange type of
madness, when they were discovered, would startle the countryside. Two
men with the savagery of anthropoid apes! He shuddered as he carefully
refrained from disturbing those balls.

At last Bentley was quite securely bound, only his lower limbs
remaining free so that he could walk, though the length of his steps
was strictly limited. His hands were entirely and securely bound, and
the significance of this fact did not escape him. Barter knew that he
did not need his hands to aid him in walking! Of course the newspaper
story released by Doctor Jackson had reported the Colombian ape as
being able to walk exactly like a man.

But that didn't prevent Bentley from nursing the suspicion that Barter
already _knew_. Even if he did, it could in no wise alter the
determination of Bentley. His task was to penetrate the hideout of
Barter--and he was on the way there now.

- - -

With little attempt at concealment the two men led Bentley to a long
black closed car outside the park. They met no one. The two men
avoided discovery with uncanny ease. Bentley thrilled with excitement.
He felt he knew approximately where Barter's hideout was.

It was useless, to speculate, however; time would show it to him.

Bentley was tossed into the tonneau of the car. His two captors,
moving with the precision of men in a trance, took their places in the
front seat. Bentley struggled for a time against his bonds. He wanted
to sit up and peer out, to see what way they took so that he would
know where he was when he reached Barter's hideout. But of course,
even if he shook his bonds free he did not dare rise to a sitting
position, for to control the intricate handling of his two puppe