The Return of Tarzan

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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As the warrior emerged from the forest, Tarzan caught a fleeting
glimpse of a tawny hide worming its way through the matted jungle
grasses in his wake--it was Numa, the lion. He, too, was stalking the
black man. With the instant that Tarzan realized the native's danger
his attitude toward his erstwhile prey altered completely--now he was a
fellow man threatened by a common enemy.

Numa was about to charge--there was little time in which to compare
various methods or weigh the probable results of any. And then a
number of things happened, almost simultaneously--the lion sprang from
his ambush toward the retreating black--Tarzan cried out in
warning--and the black turned just in time to see Numa halted in
mid-flight by a slender strand of grass rope, the noosed end of which
had fallen cleanly about his neck.

The ape-man had acted so quickly that he had been unable to prepare
himself to withstand the strain and shock of Numa's great weight upon
the rope, and so it was that though the rope stopped the beast before
his mighty talons could fasten themselves in the flesh of the black,
the strain overbalanced Tarzan, who came tumbling to the ground not six
paces from the infuriated animal. Like lightning Numa turned upon this
new enemy, and, defenseless as he was, Tarzan of the Apes was nearer to
death that instant than he ever before had been. It was the black who
saved him. The warrior realized in an instant that he owed his life to
this strange white man, and he also saw that only a miracle could save
his preserver from those fierce yellow fangs that had been so near to
his own flesh.

With the quickness of thought his spear arm flew back, and then shot
forward with all the force of the sinewy muscles that rolled beneath
the shimmering ebon hide. True to its mark the iron-shod weapon flew,
transfixing Numa's sleek carcass from the right groin to beneath the
left shoulder. With a hideous scream of rage and pain the brute turned
again upon the black. A dozen paces he had gone when Tarzan's rope
brought him to a stand once more--then he wheeled again upon the
ape-man, only to feel the painful prick of a barbed arrow as it sank
half its length in his quivering flesh. Again he stopped, and by this
time Tarzan had run twice around the stem of a great tree with his
rope, and made the end fast.

The black saw the trick, and grinned, but Tarzan knew

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