Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
How was this little girl going to accomplish the theft of the diamonds
from the huge, Tarzanian Spaniard? She could not filch them by stealth
for the bag that contained them was so fastened inside his loin-cloth
that it would be impossible to remove it without awakening him; and
certainly this frail child could never wrest the jewels from Esteban
by physical prowess. No, the whole scheme must die where it was
born--inside Uhha's thick little skull.
Outside the shelter the fire flickered, lighting the jungle grasses
about it and casting weird, fantastic shadows that leaped and danced in
the jungle night. Something moved stealthily among the lush vegetation
a score of paces from the tiny camp. It was something large, for the
taller grasses spread to its advance. They parted and a lion's head
appeared. The yellow-green eyes gazed uneasily at the fire. From
beyond came the odor of man and Numa was hungry; too, upon occasion
he had eaten of man and found him good--also of all his prey the
slowest and the least able to protect himself; but Numa did not like
the looks of things here and so he turned and disappeared from whence
he had come. He was not afraid of the fire. Had he been he would have
been afraid of the sun by day, for the sun he could not even look at
without discomfort, and to Numa the fire and the sun might have been
one, for he had no way of knowing which was sixty feet away and which
ninety-three million miles. It was the dancing shadows that caused his
nervous apprehension. Huge, grotesque creatures of which he had had no
experience seemed to be leaping all about him, threatening him from
every side.
But Uhha paid no attention to the dancing shadows and she had not seen
Numa the lion. She lay very still now, listening. The fire flared less
high as the slow minutes dragged their leaden feet along. It was not
so very long that she lay thus, but it seemed long to Uhha, for she
had her plan all matured and ready for execution. A civilized girl of
twelve might have conceived it, but it is doubtful that she would have
carried it to its conclusion. Uhha, however, was not civilized and
being what she was she was not hampered by any qualms of conscience.
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