http://www.gutenberg.org/files/29416/29416-8.txt

This appears to be the book and I sense that my brother ED is behind it...and also MR FISHMAN...

On top of that - i will be another mad MARK R stage in this ill cult game - read this for sizing up this particular novel:



CHAPTER I

_The Tuft of Hair_


"Let's hope the horrible nightmare is over, dearest," whispered Ellen
Estabrook to Lee Bentley as their liner came crawling up through the
Narrows and the Statue of Liberty greeted the two with uplifted torch
beyond Staten Island. New York's skyline was beautiful through the
mist and smoke which always seemed to mask it. It was good to be home
again.

[Sidenote: Once more Lee Bentley is caught up in the marvelous
machinations of the mad genius Barter.]

Certainly it was a far cry from the African jungles where, for the
space of a ghastly nightmare, Ellen had been a captive of the apes
and Bentley himself had had a horrible adventure. Caleb Barter, a mad
scientist, had drugged him and exchanged his brain with that of an
ape, and for hours Bentley had roamed the jungles hidden in the great
hairy body, the only part of him remaining "Bentley" being the Bentley
brain which Barter had placed in the ape's skull-pan. Bentley would
never forget the horror of that grim awakening, in which he had found
himself walking on bent knuckles, his voice the fighting bellow of a
giant anthropoid.

[Illustration: _A bullet ploughed through the top of the ape's
head._]

Yes, it was a far cry from the African jungles to populous Manhattan.

As soon as Ellen and Lee considered themselves recovered from the
shock of the experience they would be married. They had already spent
two months of absolute rest in England after their escape from Africa,
but they found it had not been enough. Their story had been told in
the press of the world and they had been constantly besieged by the
curious, which of course had not helped them to forget.


I now have to type in this BLUE code: stinesh