the son of tarzan-第19部分
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tion； but it did not come。 Instead； terror； stark； paralyzing terror； was mirrored in her eyes； in the expression of her mouth； in the tense； cowering attitude of her body。 A grim smile curved the thin； cruel lip of the Arab。 The child essayed to crawl away； but before she could get out of his reach the old man kicked her brutally； sending her sprawling upon the grass。 Then he followed her up to seize and strike her as was his custom。
Above them； in the tree； a beast crouched where a moment before had been a boya beast with dilating nostrils and bared fangsa beast that trembled with rage。
The Sheik was stooping to reach for the girl when The Killer dropped to the ground at his side。 His spear was still in his left hand but he had forgotten it。 Instead his right fist was clenched and as The Sheik took a backward step； astonished by the sudden materialization of this strange apparition apparently out of clear air； the heavy fist landed full upon his mouth backed by the weight of the young giant and the terrific power of his more than human muscles。
Bleeding and senseless The Sheik sank to earth。 Korak turned toward the child。 She had regained her feet and stood wide eyed and frightened； looking first into his face and then； horror struck； at the recumbent figure of The Sheik。 In an involuntary gesture of protection The Killer threw an arm about the girl's shoulders and stood waiting for the Arab to regain consciousness。 For a moment they remained thus； when the girl spoke。
〃When he regains his senses he will kill me；〃 she said； in Arabic。
Korak could not understand her。 He shook his head； speaking to her first in English and then in the language of the great apes； but neither of these was intelligible to her。 She leaned forward and touched the hilt of the long knife that the Arab wore。 Then she raised her clasped hand above her head and drove an imaginary blade into her breast above her heart。 Korak understood。 The old man would kill her。 The girl came to his side again and stood there trembling。 She did not fear him。 Why should she？ He had saved her from a terrible beating at the hands of The Sheik。 Never； in her memory； had another so befriended her。 She looked up into his face。 It was a boyish； handsome face； nut…brown like her own。 She admired the spotted leopard skin that circled his lithe body from one shoulder to his knees。 The metal anklets and armlets adorning him aroused her envy。 Always had she coveted something of the kind； but never had The Sheik permitted her more than the single cotton garment that barely sufficed to cover her nakedness。 No furs or silks or jewelry had there ever been for little Meriem。
And Korak looked at the girl。 He had always held girls in a species of contempt。 Boys who associated with them were； in his estimation； mollycoddles。 He wondered what he should do。 Could he leave her here to be abused； possibly murdered； by the villainous old Arab？ No！ But； on the other hand； could he take her into the jungle with him？ What could he accomplish burdened by a weak and frightened girl？ She would scream at her own shadow when the moon came out upon the jungle night and the great beasts roamed； moaning and roaring； through the darkness。
He stood for several minutes buried in thought。 The girl watched his face； wondering what was passing in his mind。 She； too； was thinking of the future。 She feared to remain and suffer the vengeance of The Sheik。 There was no one in all the world to whom she might turn； other than this half…naked stranger who had dropped miraculously from the clouds to save her from one of The Sheik's accustomed beatings。 Would her new friend leave her now？ Wistfully she gazed at his intent face。 She moved a little closer to him； laying a slim； brown hand upon his arm。 The contact awakened the lad from his absorption。 He looked down at her； and then his arm went about her shoulder once more； for he saw tears upon her lashes。
〃Come；〃 he said。 〃The jungle is kinder than man。 You shall live in the jungle and Korak and Akut will protect you。〃
She did not understand his words； but the pressure of his arm drawing her away from the prostrate Arab and the tents was quite intelligible。 One little arm crept about his waist and together they walked toward the palisade。 Beneath the great tree that had harbored Korak while he watched the girl at play he lifted her in his arms and throwing her lightly across his shoulder leaped nimbly into the lower branches。 Her arms were about his neck and from one little hand Geeka dangled down his straight youngback。
And so Meriem entered the jungle with Korak； trusting； in her childish innocence； the stranger who had befriended her； and perhaps influenced in her belief in him by that strange intuitive power possessed by woman。 She had no conception of what the future might hold。 She did not know； nor could she have guessed the manner of life led by her protector。 Possibly she pictured a distant village similar to that of The Sheik in which lived other white men like the stranger。 That she was to be taken into the savage； primeval life of a jungle beast could not have occurred to her。 Had it； her little heart would have palpitated with fear。 Often had she wished to run away from the cruelties of The Sheik and Mabunu； but the dangers of the jungle always had deterred her。
The two had gone but a short distance from the village when the girl spied the huge proportions of the great Akut。 With a half…stifled scream she clung more closely to Korak； and pointed fearfully toward the ape。
Akut； thinking that The Killer was returning with a prisoner； came growling toward thema little girl aroused no more sympathy in the beast's heart than would a full…grown bull ape。 She was a stranger and therefore to be killed。 He bared his yellow fangs as he approached； and to his surprise The Killer bared his likewise； but he bared them at Akut； and snarled menacingly。
〃Ah；〃 thought Akut； 〃The Killer has taken a mate；〃 and so； obedient to the tribal laws of his kind； he left them alone； becoming suddenly absorbed in a fuzzy caterpillar of peculiarly succulent appearance。 The larva disposed of； he glanced from the corner of an eye at Korak。 The youth had deposited his burden upon a large limb； where she clung desperately to keep from falling。
〃She will accompany us；〃 said Korak to Akut； jerking a thumb in the direction of the girl。 〃Do not harm her。 We will protect her。〃
Akut shrugged。 To be burdened by the young of man was in no way to his liking。 He could see from her evident fright at her position on the branch； and from the terrified glances she cast in his direction that she was hopelessly unfit。 By all the ethics of Akut's training and inheritance the unfit should be eliminated； but if The Killer wished this there was nothing to be done about it but to tolerate her。 Akut certainly didn't want herof that he was quite positive。 Her skin was too smooth and hairless。 Quite snake…like； in fact； and her face was most unattractive。 Not at all like that of a certain lovely she he had particularly noticed among the apes in the amphitheater the previous night。 Ah； there was true feminine beauty for one！a great； generous mouth； lovely； yellow fangs； and the cutest； softest side whiskers！ Akut sighed。 Then he rose； expanded his great chest and strutted back and forth along a substantial branch； for even a puny thing like this she of Korak's might admire his fine coat and his graceful carriage。
But poor little Meriem only shrank closer to Korak and almost wished that she were back in the village of The Sheik where the terrors of existence were of human origin； and so more or less familiar。 The hideous ape frightened her。 He was so large and so ferocious in appearance。 His actions she could only interpret as a menace； for how could she guess that he was parading to excite admiration？ Nor could she know of the bond of fellowship which existed between this great brute and the godlike youth who had rescued her from the Sheik。
Meriem spent an evening and a night of unmitigated terror。 Korak and Akut led her along dizzy ways as they searched for food。 Once they hid her in the branches of a tree while they stalked a near…by buck。 Even her natural terror of being left alone in the awful jungle was submerged in a greater horror as she saw the man and the beast spring simultaneously upon their prey and drag it down； as she saw the handsome face of her preserver contorted in a bestial snarl； as she saw his strong； white teeth buried in the soft flesh of the kill。
When he came back to her blood smeared his face and hands and breast and she shrank from him as he offered her a huge hunk of hot； raw meat。 He was evidently much disturbed by her refusal to eat； and when； a moment later； he scampered away into the forest to return with fruit for her she was once more forced to alter her estimation of him。 This time she did not shrink； but acknowledged his gift with a smile that； had she known it； was more than ample payment to the affection starved boy。
The sleeping problem vexed Korak。 He knew that the girl could not balance herself in safety in a tree crotch while she slept； nor would it be saf
