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He
saw
that
at
one
point
the
forest
touched
the
village
,
and
to
this
spot
he
made
his
way
,
lured
by
a
fever
of
curiosity
to
behold
animals
of
his
own
kind
,
and
to
learn
more
of
their
ways
and
view
the
strange
lairs
in
which
they
lived
.
His
savage
life
among
the
fierce
wild
brutes
of
the
jungle
left
no
opening
for
any
thought
that
these
could
be
aught
else
than
enemies
.
Similarity
of
form
led
him
into
no
erroneous
conception
of
the
welcome
that
would
be
accorded
him
should
he
be
discovered
by
these
,
the
first
of
his
own
kind
he
had
ever
seen
.
Tarzan
of
the
Apes
was
no
sentimentalist
.
He
knew
nothing
of
the
brotherhood
of
man
.
All
things
outside
his
own
tribe
were
his
deadly
enemies
,
with
the
few
exceptions
of
which
Tantor
,
the
elephant
,
was
a
marked
example
.
And
he
realized
all
this
without
malice
or
hatred
.
To
kill
was
the
law
of
the
wild
world
he
knew
.
Few
were
his
primitive
pleasures
,
but
the
greatest
of
these
was
to
hunt
and
kill
,
and
so
he
accorded
to
others
the
right
to
cherish
the
same
desires
as
he
,
even
though
he
himself
might
be
the
object
of
their
hunt
.
His
strange
life
had
left
him
neither
morose
nor
bloodthirsty
.
That
he
joyed
in
killing
,
and
that
he
killed
with
a
joyous
laugh
upon
his
handsome
lips
betokened
no
innate
cruelty
.
He
killed
for
food
most
often
,
but
,
being
a
man
,
he
sometimes
killed
for
pleasure
,
a
thing
which
no
other
animal
does
;
for
it
has
remained
for
man
alone
among
all
creatures
to
kill
senselessly
and
wantonly
for
the
mere
pleasure
of
inflicting
suffering
and
death
.
And
when
he
killed
for
revenge
,
or
in
self-defense
,
he
did
that
also
without
hysteria
,
for
it
was
a
very
businesslike
proceeding
which
admitted
of
no
levity
.
So
it
was
that
now
,
as
he
cautiously
approached
the
village
of
Mbonga
,
he
was
quite
prepared
either
to
kill
or
be
killed
should
he
be
discovered
.
He
proceeded
with
unwonted
stealth
,
for
Kulonga
had
taught
him
great
respect
for
the
little
sharp
splinters
of
wood
which
dealt
death
so
swiftly
and
unerringly
.
At
length
he
came
to
a
great
tree
,
heavy
laden
with
thick
foliage
and
loaded
with
pendant
loops
of
giant
creepers
.
From
this
almost
impenetrable
bower
above
the
village
he
crouched
,
looking
down
upon
the
scene
below
him
,
wondering
over
every
feature
of
this
new
,
strange
life
.
There
were
naked
children
running
and
playing
in
the
village
street
.
There
were
women
grinding
dried
plantain
in
crude
stone
mortars
,
while
others
were
fashioning
cakes
from
the
powdered
flour
.
Out
in
the
fields
he
could
see
still
other
women
hoeing
,
weeding
,
or
gathering
.
