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The
man
before
him
was
the
embodiment
of
physical
perfection
and
giant
strength
;
yet
it
was
not
upon
these
he
depended
in
his
battle
with
the
great
cat
,
for
mighty
as
were
his
muscles
,
they
were
as
nothing
by
comparison
with
Numa
's
.
To
his
agility
,
to
his
brain
and
to
his
long
keen
knife
he
owed
his
supremacy
.
His
right
arm
encircled
the
lion
's
neck
,
while
the
left
hand
plunged
the
knife
time
and
again
into
the
unprotected
side
behind
the
left
shoulder
.
The
infuriated
beast
,
pulled
up
and
backwards
until
he
stood
upon
his
hind
legs
,
struggled
impotently
in
this
unnatural
position
.
Had
the
battle
been
of
a
few
seconds
'
longer
duration
the
outcome
might
have
been
different
,
but
it
was
all
accomplished
so
quickly
that
the
lion
had
scarce
time
to
recover
from
the
confusion
of
its
surprise
ere
it
sank
lifeless
to
the
ground
.
Then
the
strange
figure
which
had
vanquished
it
stood
erect
upon
the
carcass
,
and
throwing
back
the
wild
and
handsome
head
,
gave
out
the
fearsome
cry
which
a
few
moments
earlier
had
so
startled
Clayton
.
Before
him
he
saw
the
figure
of
a
young
man
,
naked
except
for
a
loin
cloth
and
a
few
barbaric
ornaments
about
arms
and
legs
;
on
the
breast
a
priceless
diamond
locket
gleaming
against
a
smooth
brown
skin
.
The
hunting
knife
had
been
returned
to
its
homely
sheath
,
and
the
man
was
gathering
up
his
bow
and
quiver
from
where
he
had
tossed
them
when
he
leaped
to
attack
the
lion
.
Clayton
spoke
to
the
stranger
in
English
,
thanking
him
for
his
brave
rescue
and
complimenting
him
on
the
wondrous
strength
and
dexterity
he
had
displayed
,
but
the
only
answer
was
a
steady
stare
and
a
faint
shrug
of
the
mighty
shoulders
,
which
might
betoken
either
disparagement
of
the
service
rendered
,
or
ignorance
of
Clayton
's
language
.
When
the
bow
and
quiver
had
been
slung
to
his
back
the
wild
man
,
for
such
Clayton
now
thought
him
,
once
more
drew
his
knife
and
deftly
carved
a
dozen
large
strips
of
meat
from
the
lion
's
carcass
.
Then
,
squatting
upon
his
haunches
,
he
proceeded
to
eat
,
first
motioning
Clayton
to
join
him
.
The
strong
white
teeth
sank
into
the
raw
and
dripping
flesh
in
apparent
relish
of
the
meal
,
but
Clayton
could
not
bring
himself
to
share
the
uncooked
meat
with
his
strange
host
;
instead
he
watched
him
,
and
presently
there
dawned
upon
him
the
conviction
that
this
was
Tarzan
of
the
Apes
,
whose
notice
he
had
seen
posted
upon
the
cabin
door
that
morning
.
