low browed, with pointed ears and a nose almost hoggishly flat.
By the death-grin of the face the gleaming fangs were revealed; and the
body, the long yellow-gray body, rested, or seemed to rest, upon
short, malformed legs, whilst one long limp arm, the right, hung down
straightly in the preservative. The left arm had been severed above the
elbow.

Fu-Manchu, finding his experiment to be proceeding favorably, lifted his
eyes to me again.

"You are interested in my poor Cynocephalyte?" he said; and his eyes
were filmed like the eyes of one afflicted with cataract. "He was a
devoted servant, Dr. Petrie, but the lower influences in his genealogy,
sometimes conquered. Then he got out of hand; and at last he was so
ungrateful toward those who had educated him, that, in one of those
paroxysms of his, he attacked and killed a most faithful Burman, one of
my oldest followers."

Fu-Manchu returned to his experiment.

Not the slightest emotion had he exhibited thus far, but had chatted
with me as any other scientist might chat with a friend who casually
visits his laboratory. The horror of the thing was playing havoc with
my own composure, however. There I lay, fettered, in the same room with
this man whose existence was a menace to the entire white race, whilst
placidly he pursued an experiment designed, if his own words were
believable, to cut me off from my kind--to wreak some change,
psychological or physiological I knew not; to place me, it might
be, upon a level with such brute-things as that which now hung, half
floating, in the glass jar!

Something I knew of the history of that ghastly specimen, that thing
neither man nor ape; for within my own knowledge had it not attempted
the life of Nayland Smith, and was it not I who, with an ax, had maimed
it in the instant of one of its last slayings?

Of these things Dr. Fu-Manchu was well aware, so that his placid speech
was doubly, trebly horrible to my ears. I sought, furtively, to move
my arms, only to realize that, as I had anticipated, the handcuffs
were chained to a ring in the wall behind me. The establishments of Dr.
Fu-Manchu were always well provided with such contrivances as these.

I uttered a short, harsh laugh. Fu-Manchu stood up slowly from the
table, and, placing the test-tube in a rack, stood the latter carefully
upon a shelf at his side.

"I am happy to find you in such good humor," he said softly. "Other
affairs call me; and, in my absence, that pro