Ĉe la koro de la tero

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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baldaux mi eltrovis
kiel maldika estis la fadeno, de kiu pendis miaj esperoj.

"Cxar vi ne povos reiri al Amoz," mi sugestis, "kio farigxos el vi,
konsiderante, ke vi ne povas esti felicxa kun mi cxi tie, cxar vi
tiom malamas min?"

"Mi devos nur toleri vin," sxi respondis malvarme, "gxis vi decidos
iri al alia loko kaj lasi min negxenata; tiam mi tre bone elturnigxos
sola."

Mi rigardis sxin kun kompleta miro. Sxajnis nekredeble, ke ecx
prahistoria virino povus esti tiel malvarma kaj senkora kaj
nedankema. Tiam mi levigxis.

"Mi lasos vin _nun_," mi diris arogante, "Mi jam toleris gxislime
vian nedankemon kaj viajn insultojn," kaj tiam mi turnigxis kaj
pasxis majeste malsupren al la valo. Mi jam faris cent pasxojn en
absoluta silento, kiam Dian parolis.

"Mi malamas vin!" sxi kriis, kaj sxia vocxo rompigxis--pro rabio, mi
kredis.

Mi komplete malgxojis, sed mi ne iris tre malproksimen, kiam mi
ekpensis, ke mi ne povas lasi sxin sola kaj sen protekto, por ke sxi
cxasu sian propran mangxajxon meze de la dangxeroj de tiu sovagxa
mondo. Eble sxi malamos min kaj insultos min kaj sxutos unu
malhonorigon post la alia sur min, kiel sxi jam faris, gxis mi vere
ekmalamos sxin; sed restis la plorinda vero, ke mi sxin amis kaj ne
povus lasi sxin tie sola.

Ju pli mi pripensis tion, des pli mi kolerigxis, tiel ke kiam mi
atingis la valon, mi estis furioza, kaj rezulte de tio, mi
retroturnigxis kaj supreniris tiun krutajxon denove, tiel rapide kiel
mi malsupreniris. Mi vidis, ke Dian jam forlasis la kornicon kaj iris
en la kavernon, sed mi jxetis min internen al sxi. Sxi kusxis
surventre sur amaso da herboj, kiujn mi kolektis por sxia lito. Kiam
sxi auxdis mian eniron, sxi saltis sur siajn piedojn kiel tigrino.

"Mi malamas vin!" sxi kriis.

Veninte el la brila lumo de la tagmeza suno en la duonmallumon de la
kaverno, mi ne povis vidi sxian mienon, kaj mi estis iom kontenta pro
tio, cxar mi malsxatis pensi pri la malamo, kiun mi estus vidinta
tie.

Unue mi diris al sxi nek unu vorton. Mi nur transpasxis la kavernon
kaj kaptis sxin je la pojnoj, kaj kiam sxi luktis, mi cxirkauxmetis
al sxi mian brakon, tiel por fiksi sxiajn manojn cxe sxiaj flankoj.
Sxi batalis kiel tigrino, sed per mia libera mano mi retropusxis
sxian kapon--mi supozas, ke mi subite brutigxis, ke mi retroiris
miliardon da jaroj kaj igxis vera kavernohomo, kiu prenas sian
virinon perforte--kaj tiam mi kisis tiun bela busxon denove kaj
denove.

"Dian," mi kriis, krude skuante sxin, "Mi amas vin. Cxu vi ne
komprenas, ke mi amas vin? Ke mi amas vin pli ol

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