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So
low
she
was
crouching
now
that
she
seemed
flattened
to
the
earth
except
for
the
upward
bend
of
the
glossy
back
as
it
gathered
for
the
spring
.
No
longer
the
tail
lashed
--
quiet
and
straight
behind
her
it
lay
.
An
instant
she
paused
thus
,
as
though
turned
to
stone
,
and
then
,
with
an
awful
scream
,
she
sprang
.
Sabor
,
the
lioness
,
was
a
wise
hunter
.
To
one
less
wise
the
wild
alarm
of
her
fierce
cry
as
she
sprang
would
have
seemed
a
foolish
thing
,
for
could
she
not
more
surely
have
fallen
upon
her
victims
had
she
but
quietly
leaped
without
that
loud
shriek
?
But
Sabor
knew
well
the
wondrous
quickness
of
the
jungle
folk
and
their
almost
unbelievable
powers
of
hearing
.
To
them
the
sudden
scraping
of
one
blade
of
grass
across
another
was
as
effectual
a
warning
as
her
loudest
cry
,
and
Sabor
knew
that
she
could
not
make
that
mighty
leap
without
a
little
noise
.
Her
wild
scream
was
not
a
warning
.
It
was
voiced
to
freeze
her
poor
victims
in
a
paralysis
of
terror
for
the
tiny
fraction
of
an
instant
which
would
suffice
for
her
mighty
claws
to
sink
into
their
soft
flesh
and
hold
them
beyond
hope
of
escape
.
So
far
as
the
ape
was
concerned
,
Sabor
reasoned
correctly
.
The
little
fellow
crouched
trembling
just
an
instant
,
but
that
instant
was
quite
long
enough
to
prove
his
undoing
.
Not
so
,
however
,
with
Tarzan
,
the
man-child
.
His
life
amidst
the
dangers
of
the
jungle
had
taught
him
to
meet
emergencies
with
self-confidence
,
and
his
higher
intelligence
resulted
in
a
quickness
of
mental
action
far
beyond
the
powers
of
the
apes
.
So
the
scream
of
Sabor
,
the
lioness
,
galvanized
the
brain
and
muscles
of
little
Tarzan
into
instant
action
.
