Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
As he stepped from the concealment of the forest the little warriors
were the first to see him. Evidently they mistook him at first for
another of their giant enemies, for a great cry of disappointment rose
from them, and they fell back for the first time since Tarzan had been
watching the unequal struggle. Wishing to make his intentions clear
before the little men set upon him he moved quickly in the direction
of the woman, who, the instant that her eyes fell upon him, made
imperative signs for him to join her in dispatching the balance of the
pygmies. She was accustomed to being feared and obeyed by her mankind,
when she had them in her power. Perhaps she wondered a little at the
temerity of this he, for as a rule they all ran from her; but she
needed him badly and that was the idea that dominated her thoughts.
As Tarzan advanced he commanded her in the sign language he had learned
from the youth that she was to release her captive and go away,
molesting the little men no more. At this she made an ugly grimace and
raising her bludgeon came forward to meet him. The ape-man fitted an
arrow to his bow.
"Go back!" he signed her. "Go back, or I will kill you. Go back, and
put down the little man."
She snarled ferociously and increased her pace. Tarzan raised the
arrow to the level of his eye and drew it back until the bow bent. The
pygmies, realizing that for the moment at least this strange giant
was their ally, sat their mounts and awaited the outcome of the duel.
The ape-man hoped that the woman would obey his commands before he
was compelled to take her life, but even a cursory glance at her face
revealed anything but an intention to relinquish her purpose, which now
seemed to be to annihilate this presumptuous meddler as well.
On she came. Already she was too close to make further delay safe and
the ape-man released his shaft. Straight into her savage heart it drove
and as she stumbled forward Tarzan leaped to meet her, seizing the
warrior from her grasp before she might fall upon the tiny body and
crush it, and as he did so the other warriors, evidently mistaking his
intentions, spurred forward with loud shouts and brandishing weapons;
but before they had reached him he had set the rescued man upon the
ground and released him.
Instantly the attitude of the charging pygmies changed again and from
war cries their tones turned to cheers. Riding forward they drew rein
before the warrior that Tarzan had rescued and several of their number
leaped from their mounts and, kneeling, raised his hand to their lips.
It was evident then to the ape-man that he had rescued one who stood
high among them, their chief, perhaps; and now he wondered what would
be their attitude toward him, as, with a look of amused tolerance upon
his grim features, he watched them as one might watch the interesting
doings of a swarm of ants.
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