The Son of Tarzan

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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in the language of the apes; but she shook her head,
and spoke to him in the language of the Arab, which was as
unintelligible to him as was ape speech to her. Akut sat up and looked
at them. He could understand what Korak said but the girl made only
foolish noises that were entirely unintelligible and ridiculous. Akut
could not understand what Korak saw in her to attract him. He looked
at her long and steadily, appraising her carefully, then he scratched
his head, rose and shook himself.

His movement gave the girl a little start--she had forgotten Akut for
the moment. Again she shrank from him. The beast saw that she feared
him, and being a brute enjoyed the evidence of the terror his
brutishness inspired. Crouching, he extended his huge hand stealthily
toward her, as though to seize her. She shrank still further away.
Akut's eyes were busy drinking in the humor of the situation--he did
not see the narrowing eyes of the boy upon him, nor the shortening neck
as the broad shoulders rose in a characteristic attitude of preparation
for attack. As the ape's fingers were about to close upon the girl's
arm the youth rose suddenly with a short, vicious growl. A clenched
fist flew before Meriem's eyes to land full upon the snout of the
astonished Akut. With an explosive bellow the anthropoid reeled
backward and tumbled from the tree.

Korak stood glaring down upon him when a sudden swish in the bushes
close by attracted his attention. The girl too was looking down; but
she saw nothing but the angry ape scrambling to his feet. Then, like a
bolt from a cross bow, a mass of spotted, yellow fur shot into view
straight for Akut's back. It was Sheeta, the leopard.

Chapter 10

As the leopard leaped for the great ape Meriem gasped in surprise and
horror--not for the impending fate of the anthropoid, but at the act of
the youth who but an instant before had angrily struck his strange
companion; for scarce had the carnivore burst into view than with drawn
knife the youth had leaped far out above him, so that as Sheeta was
almost in the act of sinking fangs and talons in Akut's broad back The
Killer landed full upon the leopard's shoulders.

The cat halted in mid air, missed the ape by but a hair's breadth, and
with horrid snarlings rolled over upon its back, clutching and clawing
in an effort to reach and dislodge the antagonist

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