His whole being quivered and thrilled.
Involuntarily he leaped to his feet and placed one foot upon the body
of his kill. His chest expanded. He raised his face toward the
heavens and opened his mouth to voice a strange, weird cry that seemed
screaming within him for outward expression, but no sound passed his
lips--he just stood there for a full minute, his face turned toward the
sky, his breast heaving to the pent emotion, like an animate statue of
The silence which marked the first great kill of the son of Tarzan was
to typify all his future kills, just as the hideous victory cry of the
bull ape had marked the kills of his mighty sire.
Akut, discovering that the boy was not close behind him, turned back to
search for him. He had gone but a short distance in return when he was
brought to a sudden and startled halt by sight of a strange figure
moving through the trees toward him. It was the boy, yet could it be?
In his hand was a long spear, down his back hung an oblong shield such
as the black warriors who had attacked them had worn, and upon ankle
and arm were bands of iron and brass, while a loin cloth was twisted
about the youth's middle. A knife was thrust through its folds.
When the boy saw the ape he hastened forward to exhibit his trophies.
Proudly he called attention to each of his newly won possessions.
Boastfully he recounted the details of his exploit.
"With my bare hands and my teeth I killed him," he said. "I would have
made friends with them but they chose to be my enemies. And now that I
have a spear I shall show Numa, too, what it means to have me for a
foe. Only the white men and the great apes, Akut, are our friends.
Them we shall seek, all others must we avoid or kill. This have I
learned of the jungle."
They made a detour about the hostile village, and resumed their journey
toward the coast. The boy took much pride in his new weapons and
ornaments. He practiced continually with the spear, throwing it at
some object ahead hour by hour as they traveled their loitering way,
until he gained a proficiency such as only youthful muscles may attain
to speedily. All the while his training went on under the guidance of
Akut. No longer was there a single jungle spoor but was
She wondered for whom they could be intended.Page 20
Three more days would have--" "Look!" cried von Horn.Page 24
The thing was almost upon her now.Page 28
Wakee up--all glone," moaned the Chinaman as he tried to gain his feet.Page 29
" Von Horn looked at him, a tinge of compassion in his rather hard face.Page 34
"It is not true!" she exclaimed.Page 35
Von Horn had finally despaired of winning Virginia by peaceful court, and had about decided to resort to force when he was precipitately confirmed in his decision by a conversation with the girl's father.Page 41
The thought that he had been made by this man--made in the semblance of a human being, yet denied by the manner of his creation a place among the lowest of Nature's creatures--filled him with fury, but it was not this thought that drove him to the verge of madness.Page 46
Tearing him loose from his prey, he raised him far above his head and threw him heavily against the opposite wall, then he turned his attention toward Sing's assailants.Page 59
Virginia Maxon sank to her knees in prayer, for this she thought must surely be the end.Page 67
With hands tight pressed against her bosom the girl leaned forward, tense with excitement, watching every move of the lithe, giant figure, as, silhouetted against the brazen tropic sky, it towered above the dancing, shrieking head hunters who writhed beneath the awful lash.Page 73
Grimly the war prahu with its frightful freight nosed closer to the bank.Page 80
At the former's request Virginia was hidden away in a dark sleeping closet in one of the windowless living rooms which opened along the verandah for the full length of the house.Page 84
The paddlers were propelling the boat slowly in her direction--it was almost upon her now--there was a shout from a man in the bow--she had been seen.Page 86
The Dyaks willingly agreed, and von Horn worked his small boat in close under the Ithaca's stern.Page 103
When Bulan returned to consciousness the day was drawing to a close.Page 119
Surely you can find your way to the river--it was but a short march through the jungle from where we landed to the spot at which you took me away from that fearful Malay.Page 121
Often their eyes met as they talked, but always the girl's fell before the open worship of the man's.Page 129
" An arm went around the girl's shoulders and drew her close to the man she had glorified with her loyalty and her love.Page 132
He said that he thought he could guide them to the spot where the white man might be found.