Тарзан, прийом мавп
The Fear-Phantom
Hadheremainedtoolong?Quicklyhereachedthedoorwayandpeereddownthevillagestreettowardthevillagegate.
Thenativeswerenotyetinsight,thoughhecouldplainlyhearthemapproachingacrosstheplantation.Theymustbeverynear.
Likeaflashhesprangacrosstheopeningtothepileofarrows.Gatheringupallhecouldcarryunderonearm,heoverturnedtheseethingcauldronwithakick,anddisappearedintothefoliageabovejustasthefirstofthereturningnativesenteredthegateatthefarendofthevillagestreet.Thenheturnedtowatchtheproceedingbelow,poisedlikesomewildbirdreadytotakeswiftwingatthefirstsignofdanger.
Thenativesfiledupthestreet,fourofthembearingthedeadbodyofKulonga.Behindtrailedthewomen,utteringstrangecriesandweirdlamentation.OntheycametotheportalsofKulonga’shut,theveryoneinwhichTarzanhadwroughthisdepredations.
Scarcelyhadhalfadozenenteredthebuildingeretheycamerushingoutinwild,jabberingconfusion.Theothershastenedtogatherabout.Therewasmuchexcitedgesticulating,pointing,andchattering;thenseveralofthewarriorsapproachedandpeeredwithin.
Finallyanoldfellowwithmanyornamentsofmetalabouthisarmsandlegs,andanecklaceofdriedhumanhandsdependinguponhischest,enteredthehut.
ItwasMbonga,theking,fatherofKulonga.
Forafewmomentsallwassilent.
