CHAPTER XIV

THE NEANDERTHAL MAN At the rear of the house a door opened and shut. It slammed to with a vindictive violence that shook the room. Breaking in on the reverent hush of the moment it was an abhorrent sound, full of indescribable menace like the grinding roar of an earthquake. And hard upon the slam, came the sound of heavy feet stamping their way through the stillness. The arm about Cynthia’s shoulders dropped automatically. Armitage’s watch went back into his pocket. He faced about in the direction of the advancing …