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"
Here
!
"
she
called
in
reply
.
"
Here
!
In
the
roadway
!
"
Then
through
the
branches
of
the
trees
she
saw
a
figure
swinging
with
the
speed
of
a
squirrel
.
A
veering
of
the
wind
blew
a
cloud
of
smoke
about
them
and
she
could
no
longer
see
the
man
who
was
speeding
toward
her
,
but
suddenly
she
felt
a
great
arm
about
her
.
Then
she
was
lifted
up
,
and
she
felt
the
rushing
of
the
wind
and
the
occasional
brush
of
a
branch
as
she
was
borne
along
.
She
opened
her
eyes
.
Far
below
her
lay
the
undergrowth
and
the
hard
earth
.
About
her
was
the
waving
foliage
of
the
forest
.
From
tree
to
tree
swung
the
giant
figure
which
bore
her
,
and
it
seemed
to
Jane
that
she
was
living
over
in
a
dream
the
experience
that
had
been
hers
in
that
far
African
jungle
.
Oh
,
if
it
were
but
the
same
man
who
had
borne
her
so
swiftly
through
the
tangled
verdure
on
that
other
day
!
but
that
was
impossible
!
Yet
who
else
in
all
the
world
was
there
with
the
strength
and
agility
to
do
what
this
man
was
now
doing
?
She
stole
a
sudden
glance
at
the
face
close
to
hers
,
and
then
she
gave
a
little
frightened
gasp
.
It
was
he
!
"
My
forest
man
!
"
she
murmured
.
"
No
,
I
must
be
delirious
!
"
