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the return of tarzan-第39章

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Tarzan clambered upon ithe would rest there until daylight

at least。  He had no intention to remain there inactivea prey

to hunger and thirst。  If he must die he preferred dying in

action while making some semblance of an attempt to save himself。



The sea was quiet; so that the wreck had only a gently

undulating motion; that was nothing to the swimmer who

had had no sleep for twenty hours。  Tarzan of the Apes

curled up upon the slimy timbers; and was soon asleep。



The heat of the sun awoke him early in the forenoon。

His first conscious sensation was of thirst; which grew

almost to the proportions of suffering with full returning

consciousness; but a moment later it was forgotten in the

joy of two almost simultaneous discoveries。  The first was

a mass of wreckage floating beside the derelict in the midst

of which; bottom up; rose and fell an overturned lifeboat;

the other was the faint; dim line of a far…distant shore

showing on the horizon in the east。



Tarzan dove into the water; and swam around the wreck

to the lifeboat。  The cool ocean refreshed him almost as

much as would a draft of water; so that it was with renewed

vigor that he brought the smaller boat alongside the derelict;

and; after many herculean efforts; succeeded in dragging it

onto the slimy ship's bottom。  There he righted and examined

itthe boat was quite sound; and a moment later floated upright

alongside the wreck。  Then Tarzan selected several pieces

of wreckage that might answer him as paddles; and presently

was making good headway toward the far…off shore。



It was late in the afternoon by the time he came close

enough to distinguish objects on land; or to make out the

contour of the shore line。  Before him lay what appeared to

be the entrance to a little; landlocked harbor。  The wooded

point to the north was strangely familiar。  Could it be

possible that fate had thrown him up at the very threshold

of his own beloved jungle!  But as the bow of his boat

entered the mouth of the harbor the last shred of doubt was

cleared away; for there before him upon the farther shore;

under the shadows of his primeval forest; stood his own

cabinbuilt before his birth by the hand of his long…dead

father; John Clayton; Lord Greystoke。



With long sweeps of his giant muscles Tarzan sent the little

craft speeding toward the beach。  Its prow had scarcely

touched when the ape…man leaped to shorehis heart beat

fast in joy and exultation as each long…familiar object came

beneath his roving eyesthe cabin; the beach; the little

brook; the dense jungle; the black; impenetrable forest。

The myriad birds in their brilliant plumagethe gorgeous

tropical blooms upon the festooned creepers falling in great

loops from the giant trees。



Tarzan of the Apes had come into his own again; and that

all the world might know it he threw back his young head;

and gave voice to the fierce; wild challenge of his tribe。

For a moment silence reigned upon the jungle; and then;

low and weird; came an answering challengeit was the

deep roar of Numa; the lion; and from a great distance;

faintly; the fearsome answering bellow of a bull ape。



Tarzan went to the brook first; and slaked his thirst。

Then he approached his cabin。  The door was still closed

and latched as he and D'Arnot had left it。  He raised the

latch and entered。  Nothing had been disturbed; there were

the table; the bed; and the little crib built by his

fatherthe shelves and cupboards just as they had stood

for ever twenty…three yearsjust as he had left them

nearly two years before。



His eyes satisfied; Tarzan's stomach began to call aloud for

attentionthe pangs of hunger suggested a search for food。

There was nothing in the cabin; nor had he any weapons;

but upon a wall hung one of his old grass ropes。  It had

been many times broken and spliced; so that he had discarded

it for a better one long before。  Tarzan wished that he had a knife。

Well; unless he was mistaken he should have that and a spear and

bows and arrows before another sun had setthe rope would take

care of that; and in the meantime it must be made to procure

food for him。  He coiled it carefully; and; throwing it about

his shoulder; went out; closing the door behind him。



Close to the cabin the jungle commenced; and into it

Tarzan of the Apes plunged; wary and noiselessonce more

a savage beast hunting its food。  For a time he kept to the

ground; but finally; discovering no spoor indicative of

nearby meat; he took to the trees。  With the first dizzy swing

from tree to tree all the old joy of living swept over him。

Vain regrets and dull heartache were forgotten。  Now was he living。

Now; indeed; was the true happiness of perfect freedom his。

Who would go back to the stifling; wicked cities of civilized

man when the mighty reaches of the great jungle offered peace

and liberty?  Not he。



While it was yet light Tarzan came to a drinking place by

the side of a jungle river。  There was a ford there; and for

countless ages the beasts of the forest had come down to

drink at this spot。  Here of a night might always be found

either Sabor or Numa crouching in the dense foliage of the

surrounding jungle awaiting an antelope or a water buck for

their meal。  Here came Horta; the boar; to water; and here

came Tarzan of the Apes to make a kill; for he was very empty。



On a low branch he squatted above the trail。  For an hour

he waited。  It was growing dark。  A little to one side of the

ford in the densest thicket he heard the faint sound of padded

feet; and the brushing of a huge body against tall grasses

and tangled creepers。  None other than Tarzan might have

heard it; but the ape…man heard and translatedit was Numa;

the lion; on the same errand as himself。  Tarzan smiled。



Presently he heard an animal approaching warily along

the trail toward the drinking place。  A moment more and it

came in viewit was Horta; the boar。  Here was delicious

meatand Tarzan's mouth watered。  The grasses where Numa

lay were very still nowominously still。  Horta passed

beneath Tarzana few more steps and he would be within the

radius of Numa's spring。  Tarzan could imagine how old

Numa's eyes were shininghow he was already sucking

in his breath for the awful roar which would freeze his prey

for the brief instant between the moment of the spring and

the sinking of terrible fangs into splintering bones。



But as Numa gathered himself; a slender rope flew through

the air from the low branches of a near…by tree。  A noose

settled about Horta's neck。  There was a frightened grunt;

a squeal; and then Numa saw his quarry dragged backward

up the trail; and; as he sprang; Horta; the boar; soared

upward beyond his clutches into the tree above; and a mocking

face looked down and laughed into his own。



Then indeed did Numa roar。  Angry; threatening; hungry;

he paced back and forth beneath the taunting ape…man。

Now he stopped; and; rising on
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