Тарзан, прийом мавп
Heredity
Themyriadnoisesofthejungleseemedfardistantandhushedtoamereechoofblurredsounds,risingandfallinglikethesurfuponaremoteshore.
AfeelingofdreamypeacefulnessstoleoverJaneasshesankdownuponthegrasswhereTarzanhadplacedher,andasshelookedupathisgreatfiguretoweringaboveher,therewasaddedastrangesenseofperfectsecurity.
Asshewatchedhimfrombeneathhalf-closedlids,Tarzancrossedthelittlecircularclearingtowardthetreesuponthefurtherside.Shenotedthegracefulmajestyofhiscarriage,theperfectsymmetryofhismagnificentfigureandthepoiseofhiswell-shapedheaduponhisbroadshoulders.
Whataperfectcreature!Therecouldbenaughtofcrueltyorbasenessbeneaththatgodlikeexterior.Never,shethoughthadsuchamanstrodetheearthsinceGodcreatedthefirstinhisownimage.
WithaboundTarzansprangintothetreesanddisappeared.Janewonderedwherehehadgone.Hadhelefthertheretoherfateinthelonelyjungle?
Sheglancednervouslyabout.Everyvineandbushseemedbutthelurking-placeofsomehugeandhorriblebeastwaitingtoburygleamingfangsintohersoftflesh.Everysoundshemagnifiedintothestealthycreepingofasinuousandmalignantbody.
