"In an instant there sloughed from the heart and mind and soul of Waldo Emerson Smith-Jones every particle of civilization and culture and refinement that had required countless ages in the building, stripping him naked, age on age, down to the primordial beast that had begot his first human progenitor.<br><br>"He saw red as he leaped for the throat of the man-beast whose ruthless hands were upon Nadara.o>?"-from the book<br><br>Back in Boston, Massachusetts, U.S.A., he was a blueblood named Waldo Smith-Jones. But when he found himself in a desperate effort to survive on a lost island of primitive men and beasts, he won not only a new name but also the hand of the cave princess, Nadara.