The story
“A society girl, admired and courted by many men, is still indifferent to one and all. She enjoys their company, is pleased with their attention, but has not met ‘the’ man, the one she would be willing to accept as a life partner. At a dance one evening there is introduced to her a man who could be best described by the one word, ‘masterful.’ He shows that he is attracted by the girl, but unlike her other suitors, he does not flatter her, or bow down before her. And his personality strangely affects her. With her thoughts all of the stranger, she sits alone, musing. It seems to her that she is carried backward many centuries to a time, when by her supposed magic arts, she reigned over a tribe of cave men, who worshipped her as a goddess. But in her rude court one day there appeared a stranger, who mocked at her pretensions and derided her powers. The others would have attacked him but she felt herself impelled to stay their hands, and the stranger walked off, still jeering at her.
“The stranger, not content with mocking at her, stirred up her heretofore loyal subjects to rebellion. They stormed her cave, but her magic was still potent and she drove them off, unarmed though she was. But the stranger remained, laughed at her and finally took her prisoner, dragging her back to the village of the men who had once held her as a queen. There the cave men consulted as to her fate, and enraged because they had so long believed in her magic power, decided to put her to death. The stranger, however, balked their plans. He regarded the girl with rude favor, told the others that she belonged to him, and ordered them out of his way. When they tried to bar his progress he fought his way through them and to safety in the wilderness outside with her in his arms. There they made their home, and the one-time goddess was content to fetch and carry for ‘her man,’ rough, brutal, and masterful though he was. For he was hers, and he protected her. She comes back to a realization of the present with a start. The stranger stands before her, and asks for the next dance. In a daze, she rises and takes his arm and walks with him toward the ballroom. And all the way the one thought is running through her head: ‘I wonder if he is ‘the’ man?’ For the stranger at the dance looked exactly like the man who in the prehistoric past subjugated the goddess and fought the timid cave men who first worshipped her and then wanted to put her to death.”
Summary from The Moving Picture News · 20 January 1912







