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AMONG THE LILLIPUTIANS 25 closure, up which the plucky trainer was energetically shin- nying. The 350-pound assassin happened to be an aged codger with only one good eye. He flopped down on the prostrate Koontz, almost smothering him under his saggy belly. Koontz was saved by his own presence of mind. He thrust his arm to the elbow into the animal's tuskless mouth. This almost up-ended the lion, whereupon he sat back with something closely resembling a foolish grin. Another male, conceded to be no fool, was called upon to leap upon Koontz, who was dressed for the moment like a Christian and kneeling in suppliant and final prayer. But some- thing else caught the lion's attention-a lightly clad girl, tied to a post and judiciously garlanded with flowers. Amid dead silence, the animal sniffed at the shackled beauty and might have loitered in the vicinity indefinitely had not Koontz leaped to his feet and chased the amorous beast into a cage with a pick handle. After all this, Koontz began goading the animals into action. Several young males, strong of loin, showed some resentment— perhaps distrust, though students of this animal say it is not distrust at all but a basic contempt for human beings. Be that as it may, not even the robe of Christianity was sufficient to dissuade this knot of snarling cats from committing a most antisocial act. At least a dozen players came within the orbit of their spray. A wrathful DeMille, stalking Koontz on the dampened sands, thundered: "This is an outrage! Those god- damn lions of yours are urinating on my Christian martyrs!" The difficulty of communicating ideas caused Mr. DeMille indescribable agonies. Department heads would construct a red barn with a slanting roof when what he actually wanted was one with a flat roof. "I have to deal with sixty-four depart-