Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
To avoid this Tarzan remained in statuesque immobility waiting for
chance to send one of the antelope within striking distance, and while
he waited there came to his nostrils, faintly, the scent of Numa the
lion. Tarzan scowled. He was down wind from Bara and the lion was not
between him and the antelope. It must, therefore, be up wind from the
quarry as well as from himself; but why had not the sensitive nostrils
of the Herbivora caught the scent of their arch-enemy before it had
reached the ape-man; that they had not was evidenced by their placidity
as they grazed contentedly, their tails switching and occasionally a
head raised to look about with up-pricked ears though with no symptom
of the terror that would immediately follow the discovery of Numa in
their vicinity.
The ape-man concluded that one of those freaks of the air currents that
so often leaves a motionless pocket of air directly in the path of
the flow had momentarily surrounded the antelope, insulating them, as
it were, from their immediate surroundings. And while he was thinking
these things and wishing that Numa would go away he was shocked to
hear a sudden crashing in the underbrush upon the opposite side of the
clearing beyond the antelope, who were instantly upon the alert and
poised for flight. Almost simultaneously there broke into view a young
lion which, upon coming in sight of the antelope, set up a terrific
roaring as it charged. Tarzan could have torn his hair in rage and
disappointment. The blundering stupidity of a young lion had robbed him
of his meat--the ruminants were scattering in all directions. The lion,
charging futilely, had lost his own meat and Tarzan's, too; but wait!
what was this? A terrified buck, blind to all save the single thought
of escape from the talons of the dread carnivore, was bolting straight
for the tree in which Tarzan sat. As it came beneath him a sleek brown
body shot head-foremost from the foliage, steel fingers gripped the
throat of the buck, strong teeth fastened in its neck. The weight of
the savage hunter carried the quarry to its knees and before it could
stumble to its feet again a quick wrench with those powerful hands had
twisted and broken its neck.
Without a backward glance the ape-man threw the carcass to his shoulder
and leaped into the nearest tree. He had no need to waste time in
looking back to know what Numa would be doing, for he realized that he
had leaped upon Bara full in the sight of the king of beasts. Scarce
had he drawn himself to safety ere the great cat crashed across the
spot where he had stood.
Numa, baffled, roared terribly as he returned to glare up at the
ape-man perched above him. Tarzan smiled.
"Son of Dango, the hyena," he taunted, "go hungry until you learn to
hunt," and casting a broken branch contemptuously in the lion's face
the ape-man vanished among the leafy branches bearing his kill lightly
across one broad shoulder.
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