"What manner of man are you?" said Massang to him. The man flashed his dark eyes upon him and said:
"I am a youth of good understanding as this world goes, and I was born as black as the black forests."
"Then come with us," said the boy, "and we will live together. I have work for you to do." So the three traveled silently on, through the woods and out again into the open country.
When they had gone a great distance, they reached a region of rocks and sand, very bare and white in the sunshine. As they were traversing this land, they came upon a huge rock, at the foot of which was seated a man clad in linen, very white, and the color of his face and hands was as white as the sand about him.
"What manner of man are you?" asked Massang. The man turned and looked at him, and his eyes were as pale and colorless as his face.
"I am a youth," said he, "of good un-
