the son of tarzan-第15部分
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rate。 He insisted that he wanted to see white men again。 He wanted to send a message to his parents。 Akut listened and as he listened the intuition of the beast suggested the truth to himthe boy was planning to return to his own kind。
The thought filled the old ape with sorrow。 He loved the boy as he had loved the father； with the loyalty and faithfulness of a hound for its master。 In his ape brain and his ape heart he had nursed the hope that he and the lad would never be separated。 He saw all his fondly cherished plans fading away； and yet he remained loyal to the lad and to his wishes。 Though disconsolate he gave in to the boy's determination to pursue the safari of the white men； accompanying him upon what he believed would be their last journey together。
The spoor was but a couple of days old when the two discovered it； which meant that the slow…moving caravan was but a few hours distant from them whose trained and agile muscles could carry their bodies swiftly through the branches above the tangled undergrowth which had impeded the progress of the laden carriers of the white men。
The boy was in the lead； excitement and anticipation carrying him ahead of his companion to whom the attainment of their goal meant only sorrow。 And it was the boy who first saw the rear guard of the caravan and the white men he had been so anxious to overtake。
Stumbling along the tangled trail of those ahead a dozen heavily laden blacks who； from fatigue or sickness； had dropped behind were being prodded by the black soldiers of the rear guard； kicked when they fell； and then roughly jerked to their feet and hustled onward。 On either side walked a giant white man； heavy blonde beards almost obliterating their countenances。 The boy's lips formed a glad cry of salutation as his eyes first discovered the whitesa cry that was never uttered； for almost immediately he witnessed that which turned his happiness to anger as he saw that both the white men were wielding heavy whips brutally upon the naked backs of the poor devils staggering along beneath loads that would have overtaxed the strength and endurance of strong men at the beginning of a new day。
Every now and then the rear guard and the white men cast apprehensive glances rearward as though momentarily expecting the materialization of some long expected danger from that quarter。 The boy had paused after his first sight of the caravan； and now was following slowly in the wake of the sordid； brutal spectacle。 Presently Akut came up with him。 To the beast there was less of horror in the sight than to the lad； yet even the great ape growled beneath his breath at useless torture being inflicted upon the helpless slaves。 He looked at the boy。 Now that he had caught up with the creatures of his own kind； why was it that he did not rush forward and greet them？ He put the question to his companion。
〃They are fiends；〃 muttered the boy。 〃I would not travel with such as they； for if I did I should set upon them and kill them the first time they beat their people as they are beating them now； but；〃 he added； after a moment's thought； 〃I can ask them the whereabouts of the nearest port； and then； Akut； we can leave them。〃
The ape made no reply； and the boy swung to the ground and started at a brisk walk toward the safari。 He was a hundred yards away； perhaps； when one of the whites caught sight of him。 The man gave a shout of alarm； instantly levelling his rifle upon the boy and firing。 The bullet struck just in front of its mark； scattering turf and fallen leaves against the lad's legs。 A second later the other white and the black soldiers of the rear guard were firing hysterically at the boy。
Jack leaped behind a tree； unhit。 Days of panic ridden flight through the jungle had filled Carl Jenssen and Sven Malbihn with jangling nerves and their native boys with unreasoning terror。 Every new note from behind sounded to their frightened ears the coming of The Sheik and his bloodthirsty entourage。 They were in a blue funk； and the sight of the naked white warrior stepping silently out of the jungle through which they had just passed had been sufficient shock to let loose in action all the pent nerve energy of Malbihn； who had been the first to see the strange apparition。 And Malbihn's shout and shot had set the others going。
When their nervous energy had spent itself and they came to take stock of what they had been fighting it developed that Malbihn alone had seen anything clearly。 Several of the blacks averred that they too had obtained a good view of the creature but their descriptions of it varied so greatly that Jenssen； who had seen nothing himself； was inclined to be a trifle skeptical。 One of the blacks insisted that the thing had been eleven feet tall； with a man's body and the head of an elephant。 Another had seen THREE immense Arabs with huge； black beards； but when； after conquering their nervousness； the rear guard advanced upon the enemy's position to investigate they found nothing； for Akut and the boy had retreated out of range of the unfriendly guns。
Jack was disheartened and sad。 He had not entirely recovered from the depressing effect of the unfriendly reception he had received at the hands of the blacks； and now he had found an even more hostile one accorded him by men of his own color。
〃The lesser beasts flee from me in terror；〃 he murmured； half to himself； 〃the greater beasts are ready to tear me to pieces at sight。 Black men would kill me with their spears or arrows。 And now white men； men of my own kind； have fired upon me and driven me away。 Are all the creatures of the world my enemies？ Has the son of Tarzan no friend other than Akut？〃
The old ape drew closer to the boy。
〃There are the great apes；〃 he said。 〃They only will be the friends of Akut's friend。 Only the great apes will welcome the son of Tarzan。 You have seen that men want nothing of you。 Let us go now and continue our search for the great apesour people。〃
The language of the great apes is a combination of monosyllabic gutturals； amplified by gestures and signs。 It may not be literally translated into human speech； but as near as may be this is what Akut said to the boy。
The two proceeded in silence for some time after Akut had spoken。 The boy was immersed in deep thoughtbitter thoughts in which hatred and revenge predominated。 Finally he spoke： 〃Very well； Akut；〃 he said； 〃we will find our friends； the great apes。〃
The anthropoid was overjoyed； but he gave no outward demonstration of his pleasure。 A low grunt was his only response； and a moment later he had leaped nimbly upon a small and unwary rodent that had been surprised at a fatal distance from its burrow。 Tearing the unhappy creature in two Akut handed the lion's share to the lad。
Chapter 8
A year had passed since the two Swedes had been driven in terror from the savage country where The Sheik held sway。 Little Meriem still played with Geeka； lavishing all her childish love upon the now almost hopeless ruin of what had never； even in its palmiest days； possessed even a slight degree of loveliness。 But to Meriem； Geeka was all that was sweet and adorable。 She carried to the deaf ears of the battered ivory head all her sorrows all her hopes and all her ambitions； for even in the face of hopelessness； in the clutches of the dread authority from which there was no escape； little Meriem yet cherished hopes and ambitions。 It is true that her ambitions were rather nebulous in form； consisting chiefly of a desire to escape with Geeka to some remote and unknown spot where there were no Sheiks； no Mabunuswhere El Adrea could find no entrance； and where she might play all day surrounded only by flowers and birds and the harmless little monkeys playing in the tree tops。
The Sheik had been away for a long time； conducting a caravan of ivory； skins； and rubber far into the north。 The interim had been one of great peace for Meriem。 It is true that Mabunu had still been with her； to pinch or beat her as the mood seized the villainous old hag； but Mabunu was only one。 When The Sheik was there also there were two of them； and The Sheik was stronger and more brutal even than Mabunu。 Little Meriem often wondered why the grim old man hated her so。 It is true that he was cruel and unjust to all with whom he came in contact； but to Meriem he reserved his greatest cruelties； his most studied injustices。
Today Meriem was squatting at the foot of a large tree which grew inside the palisade close to the edge of the village。 She was fashioning a tent of leaves for Geeka。 Before the tent were some pieces of wood and small leaves and a few stones。 These were the household utensils。 Geeka was cooking dinner。 As the little girl played she prattled continuously to her companion； propped in a sitting position with a couple of twigs。 She was totally absorbed in the domestic duties of Geekaso much so that she did not note the gentle swaying of the branches of the tree above her as they bent to the body of the creature that had entered them stealthily from the jungle。
In happy ignorance the little girl played on； while from above two steady eyes looked down upon herunblinking； unwavering。 There
