tarzan the terrible-第44节
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easons。 She worked hard for two reasons； one was to hasten the completion of her little place of refuge； and the other a desire for such physical exhaustion at night that she would sleep through those dreaded hours to a new day。 As a matter of fact the house was finished in less than a weekthat is； it was made as safe as it ever would be； though regardless of how long she might occupy it she would keep on adding touches and refinements here and there。
Her daily life was filled with her house building and her hunting； to which was added an occasional spice of excitement contributed by roving lions。 To the woodcraft that she had learned from Tarzan； that master of the art； was added a considerable store of practical experience derived from her own past adventures in the jungle and the long months with Obergatz； nor was any day now lacking in some added store of useful knowledge。 To these facts was attributable her apparent immunity from harm； since they told her when ja was approaching before he crept close enough for a successful charge and； too； they kept her close to those never…failing havens of retreatthe trees。
The nights； filled with their weird noises； were lonely and depressing。 Only her ability to sleep quickly and soundly made them endurable。 The first night that she spent in her completed house behind barred windows and barricaded door was one of almost undiluted peace and happiness。 The night noises seemed far removed and impersonal and the soughing of the wind in the trees was gently soothing。 Before； it had carried a mournful note and was sinister in that it might hide the approach of some real danger。 That night she slept indeed。
She went further afield now in search of food。 So far nothing but rodents had fallen to her spearher ambition was an antelope； since beside the flesh it would give her； and the gut for her bow； the hide would prove invaluable during the colder weather that she knew would accompany the rainy season。 She had caught glimpses of these wary animals and was sure that they always crossed the stream at a certain spot above her camp。 It was to this place that she went to hunt them。 With the stealth and cunning of a panther she crept through the forest； circling about to get up wind from the ford； pausing often to look and listen for aught that might menace herherself the personification of a hunted deer。 Now she moved silently down upon the chosen spot。 What luck！ A beautiful buck stood drinking in the stream。 The woman wormed her way closer。 Now she lay upon her belly behind a small bush within throwing distance of the quarry。 She must rise to her full height and throw her spear almost in the same instant and she must throw it with great force and perfect accuracy。 She thrilled with the excitement of the minute； yet cool and steady were her swift muscles as she rose and cast her missile。 Scarce by the width of a finger did the point strike from the spot at which it had been directed。 The buck leaped high； landed upon the bank of the stream； and fell dead。 Jane Clayton sprang quickly forward toward her kill。
〃Bravo！〃 A man's voice spoke in English from the shrubbery upon the opposite side of the stream。 Jane Clayton halted in her tracksstunned； almost； by surprise。 And then a strange； unkempt figure of a man stepped into view。 At first she did not recognize him； but when she did； instinctively she stepped back。
〃Lieutenant Obergatz！〃 she cried。 〃Can it be you？〃
〃It can。 It is；〃 replied the German。 〃I am a strange sight； no doubt； but still it is I； Erich Obergatz。 And you？ You have changed too； is it not？〃
He was looking at her naked limbs and her golden breastplates； the loin cloth of jato…hide； the harness and ornaments that constitute the apparel of a Ho…don womanthe things that Lu…don had dressed her in as his passion for her grew。 Not Ko…tan's daughter； even； had finer trappings。
〃But why are you here？〃 Jane insisted。 〃I had thought you safely among civilized men by this time； if you still lived。〃
〃Gott！〃 he exclaimed。 〃I do not know why I continue to live。 I have prayed to die and yet I cling to life。 There is no hope。 We are doomed to remain in this horrible land until we die。 The bog！ The frightful bog！ I have searched its shores for a place to cross until I have entirely circled the hideous country。 Easily enough we entered； but the rains have come since and now no living man could pass that slough of slimy mud and hungry reptiles。 Have I not tried it！ And the beasts that roam this accursed land。 They hunt me by day and by night。〃
〃But how have you escaped them？〃 she asked。
〃I do not know；〃 he replied gloomily。 〃I have fled and fled and fled。 I have remained hungry and thirsty in tree tops for days at a time。 I have fashioned weaponsclubs and spearsand I have learned to use them。 I have slain a lion with my club。 So even will a cornered rat fight。 And we are no better than rats in this land of stupendous dangers； you and I。 But tell me about yourself。 If it is surprising that I live； how much more so that you still survive。〃
Briefly she told him and all the while she was wondering what she might do to rid herself of him。 She could not conceive of a prolonged existence with him as her sole companion。 Better； a thousand times better； to be alone。 Never had her hatred and contempt for him lessened through the long weeks and months of their constant companionship； and now that he could be of no service in returning her to civilization； she shrank from the thought of seeing him daily。 And； too； she feared him。 Never had she trusted him； but now there was a strange light in his eye that had not been there when last she saw him。 She could not interpret itall she knew was that it gave her a feeling of apprehensiona nameless dread。
〃You lived long then in the city of A…lur？〃 he said； speaking in the language of Pal…ul…don。
〃You have learned this tongue？〃 she asked。 〃How？〃
〃I fell in with a band of half…breeds；〃 he replied； 〃members of a proscribed race that dwells in the rock…bound gut through which the principal river of the valley empties into the morass。 They are called Waz…ho…don and their village is partly made up of cave dwellings and partly of houses carved from the soft rock at the foot of the cliff。 They are very ignorant and superstitious and when they first saw me and realized that I had no tail and that my hands and feet were not like theirs they were afraid of me。 They thought that I was either god or demon。 Being in a position where I could neither escape them nor defend myself； I made a bold front and succeeded in impressing them to such an extent that they conducted me to their city； which they call Bu…lur； and there they fed me and treated me with kindness。 As I learned their language I sought to impress them more and more with the idea that I was a god； and I succeeded； too； until an old fellow who was something of a priest among them； or medicine…man； became jealous of my growing power。 That was the beginning of the end and came near to being the end in fact。 He told them that if I was a god I would not bleed if a knife was stuck into meif I did bleed it would prove conclusively that I was not a god。 Without my knowledge he arranged to stage the ordeal before the whole village upon a certain nightit was upon one of those numerous occasions when they eat and drink to Jad…ben…Otho； their pagan deity。 Under the influence of their vile liquor they would be ripe for any bloodthirsty scheme the medicine…man might evolve。 One of the women told me about the plannot with any intent to warn me of danger； but prompted merely by feminine curiosity as to whether or not I would bleed if stuck with a dagger。 She could not wait； it seemed； for the orderly procedure of the ordealshe wanted to know at once； and when I caught her trying to slip a knife into my side and questioned her she explained the whole thing with the utmost naivete。 The warriors already had commenced drinkingit would have been futile to make any sort of appeal either to their intellects or their superstitions。 There was but one alternative to death and that was flight。 I told the woman that I was very much outraged and offended at this reflection upon my godhood and that as a mark of my disfavor I should abandon them to their fate。
〃'I shall return to heaven at once！' I exclaimed。
〃She wanted to hang around and see me go； but I told her that her eyes would be blasted by the fire surrounding my departure and that she must leave at once and not return to the spot for at least an hour。 I also impressed upon her the fact that should any other approach this part of the village within that time not only they； but she as well； would burst into flames and be consumed。
〃She was very much impressed and lost no time in leaving； calling back as she departed that if I were indeed gone in an hour she and all the village would know that I was no less than Jad…ben…Otho himself； and so they must thank me； for I can assure you that I was gone in much less than an hour； nor have I ventured close to the neighborhood of the city of Bu…lur since；〃 and he fell to laughing in harsh； cackling notes that sent a shiver through the woman's frame。
As Obergatz talked Jane had recovered her spear from the carca
