Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян

           Theropespedwithsingingwhirhighabovetheheadsoftheblacks.Itwasquiteinvisibleintheflaringlightsofthecampfires.

           D’Arnotopenedhiseyes.Ahugeblack,standingdirectlybeforehim,lungedbackwardasthoughfelledbyaninvisiblehand.

           Strugglingandshrieking,hisbody,rollingfromsidetoside,movedquicklytowardtheshadowsbeneaththetrees.

           Theblacks,theireyesprotrudinginhorror,watchedspellbound.

           Oncebeneaththetrees,thebodyrosestraightintotheair,andasitdisappearedintothefoliageabove,theterrifiednegroes,screamingwithfright,brokeintoamadraceforthevillagegate.

           D’Arnotwasleftalone.

           Hewasabraveman,buthehadfelttheshorthairsbristleuponthenapeofhisneckwhenthatuncannycryroseupontheair.

           Asthewrithingbodyoftheblacksoared,asthoughbyunearthlypower,intothedensefoliageoftheforest,D’Arnotfeltanicyshiverrunalonghisspine,asthoughdeathhadrisenfromadarkgraveandlaidacoldandclammyfingeronhisflesh.

           AsD’Arnotwatchedthespotwherethebodyhadenteredthetreeheheardthesoundsofmovementthere.

           Thebranchesswayedasthoughundertheweightofaman’sbody—therewasacrashandtheblackcamesprawlingtoearthagain—tolieveryquietlywherehehadfallen.

           Immediatelyafterhimcameawhitebody,butthisonealightederect