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Before
him
lay
the
deep
waters
of
the
little
lake
,
behind
him
certain
death
;
a
cruel
death
beneath
tearing
claws
and
rending
fangs
.
Tarzan
had
always
hated
water
except
as
a
medium
for
quenching
his
thirst
.
He
hated
it
because
he
connected
it
with
the
chill
and
discomfort
of
the
torrential
rains
,
and
he
feared
it
for
the
thunder
and
lightning
and
wind
which
accompanied
them
.
The
deep
waters
of
the
lake
he
had
been
taught
by
his
wild
mother
to
avoid
,
and
further
,
had
he
not
seen
little
Neeta
sink
beneath
its
quiet
surface
only
a
few
short
weeks
before
never
to
return
to
the
tribe
?
But
of
the
two
evils
his
quick
mind
chose
the
lesser
ere
the
first
note
of
Sabor
's
scream
had
scarce
broken
the
quiet
of
the
jungle
,
and
before
the
great
beast
had
covered
half
her
leap
Tarzan
felt
the
chill
waters
close
above
his
head
.
He
could
not
swim
,
and
the
water
was
very
deep
;
but
still
he
lost
no
particle
of
that
self-confidence
and
resourcefulness
which
were
the
badges
of
his
superior
being
.
Rapidly
he
moved
his
hands
and
feet
in
an
attempt
to
scramble
upward
,
and
,
possibly
more
by
chance
than
design
,
he
fell
into
the
stroke
that
a
dog
uses
when
swimming
,
so
that
within
a
few
seconds
his
nose
was
above
water
and
he
found
that
he
could
keep
it
there
by
continuing
his
strokes
,
and
also
make
progress
through
the
water
.
He
was
much
surprised
and
pleased
with
this
new
acquirement
which
had
been
so
suddenly
thrust
upon
him
,
but
he
had
no
time
for
thinking
much
upon
it
.
He
was
now
swimming
parallel
to
the
bank
and
there
he
saw
the
cruel
beast
that
would
have
seized
him
crouching
upon
the
still
form
of
his
little
playmate
.
The
lioness
was
intently
watching
Tarzan
,
evidently
expecting
him
to
return
to
shore
,
but
this
the
boy
had
no
intention
of
doing
.
Instead
he
raised
his
voice
in
the
call
of
distress
common
to
his
tribe
,
adding
to
it
the
warning
which
would
prevent
would-be
rescuers
from
running
into
the
clutches
of
Sabor
.
