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作者:击水三千      更新:2021-02-18 22:45      字数:9322
  the nearest soldier upon the jaw and sent him hurtling backward upon his
  fellows。     Clubbed rifles were torn from the hands of those who barred his
  way; and right and left the black soldiers stumbled aside in the face of the
  ape…man's savage break for liberty。
  So completely did the blacks surround the two that they dared not fire
  for   fear   of   hitting  one   of  their  own   number;     and   Tarzan    was    already
  through them and upon the point of dodging into the concealing mazes of
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  the jungle when one who had sneaked upon him from behind struck him a
  heavy blow upon the head with a rifle。
  In an instant the ape…man was down and a dozen black soldiers were
  upon     his  back。     When      he   regained    consciousness       he  found     himself
  securely bound; as was Werper also。              The Belgian officer; success having
  crowned his efforts; was in good humor; and inclined to chaff his prisoners
  about the ease with which they had been captured; but from Tarzan of the
  Apes     he   elicited   no  response。     Werper;      however;     was   voluble    in  his
  protests。     He   explained that Tarzan   was   an   English   lord; but the   officer
  only laughed at the assertion; and advised his prisoner to save his breath
  for his defense in court。
  As soon as Tarzan regained his senses and it was found that he was not
  seriously   injured;   the   prisoners   were   hastened   into   line   and   the   return
  march toward the Congo Free State boundary commenced。
  Toward   evening   the   column   halted   beside   a   stream;   made   camp   and
  prepared the evening meal。           From the thick foliage of the nearby jungle a
  pair   of   fierce   eyes   watched   the   activities   of   the   uniformed   blacks   with
  silent intensity and curiosity。         From beneath beetling brows the creature
  saw the boma constructed; the fires built; and the supper prepared。
  Tarzan     and   Werper     had   been   lying   bound     behind    a  small   pile  of
  knapsacks      from    the   time   that  the   company      had   halted;   but   with   the
  preparation   of the   meal   completed;   their   guard   ordered them  to   rise   and
  come forward   to one   of the   fires   where their hands would be unfettered
  that they might eat。
  As the giant ape…man rose; a startled expression of recognition entered
  the eyes of the watcher in the jungle; and a low guttural broke from the
  savage lips。 Instantly Tarzan was alert; but the answering growl died upon
  his lips; suppressed by the fear that it might arouse the suspicions of the
  soldiers。
  Suddenly an inspiration came to him。             He turned toward Werper。
  〃I am going to speak to you in a loud voice and in a tongue which you
  do    not   understand。       Appear      to   listen  intently    to  what     I  say;  and
  occasionally mumble something as though replying in the same language
  our escape may hinge upon the success of your efforts。〃
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  Werper   nodded   in   assent   and   understanding;   and   immediately   there
  broke from the lips of his companion a strange jargon which might have
  been compared with equal propriety to the barking and growling of a dog
  and the chattering of monkeys。
  The nearer soldiers looked in surprise at the ape…man。 Some of them
  laughed;     while    others   drew    away    in  evident   superstitious    fear。   The
  officer   approached   the   prisoners   while   Tarzan   was   still   jabbering;   and
  halted     behind    them;    listening   in  perplexed     interest。    When      Werper
  mumbled some ridiculous jargon in reply his curiosity broke bounds; and
  he   stepped   forward;   demanding   to   know   what   language   it   was   that   they
  spoke。
  Tarzan had gauged the   measure of the man's   culture from the   nature
  and quality of his conversation during the march; and he rested the success
  of his reply upon the estimate he had made。
  〃Greek;〃 he explained。
  〃Oh; I thought it was Greek;〃 replied the officer; 〃but it has been so
  many years since I studied it that I was not sure。               In future; however; I
  will thank you to speak in a language which I am more familiar with。〃
  Werper turned his head to hide a grin; whispering to Tarzan: 〃It was
  Greek to him all rightand to me; too。〃
  But one of the black soldiers mumbled in a low voice to a companion:
  〃I have heard those sounds beforeonce  at night   when I  was lost   in the
  jungle; I heard the hairy men of the trees talking among themselves; and
  their words were like the words of this white man。              I wish that we had not
  found him。       He is not a man at allhe is a bad spirit; and we shall have
  bad luck if we do not let him go;〃 and the fellow rolled his eyes fearfully
  toward the jungle。
  His   companion   laughed   nervously;   and        moved   away;   to   repeat   the
  conversation;   with   variations   and   exaggerations;   to   others   of   the   black
  soldiery; so that it was not long before a frightful tale of black magic and
  sudden death was woven about the giant prisoner; and had gone the rounds
  of the camp。
  And deep in the gloomy jungle amidst the darkening shadows of the
  falling night a hairy; manlike creature swung swiftly southward upon some
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  secret mission of his own。
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  A Night of Terror
  To Jane Clayton; waiting in the tree where Werper had placed her; it
  seemed   that   the   long   night   would   never   end;   yet   end   it   did   at   last;   and
  within   an   hour   of   the   coming   of   dawn   her   spirits   leaped   with   renewed
  hope at sight of a solitary horseman approaching along the trail。
  The flowing burnoose; with its loose hood; hid both the face and the
  figure of the rider; but that it was M。 Frecoult the girl well knew; since he
  had been garbed as an Arab; and he alone might be expected to seek her
  hiding place。
  That which she saw relieved the strain of the long night vigil; but there
  was much that she did not see。 She did not see the black face beneath the
  white hood; nor the file of ebon horsemen beyond the trail's bend riding
  slowly in the wake of their leader。              These things she did not see at first;
  and     so  she   leaned    downward       toward     the   approaching      rider;  a   cry  of
  welcome forming in her throat。
  At the first word the man looked up; reining in in surprise; and as she
  saw the black face of Abdul Mourak; the Abyssinian; she shrank back in
  terror   among the branches; but   it   was too late。             The   man   had   seen her;
  and   now   he   called   to   her   to   descend。   At   first   she   refused;   but   when   a
  dozen      black    cavalrymen      drew     up   behind    their   leader;   and    at  Abdul
  Mourak's   command   one   of   them   started   to   climb   the   tree   after   her   she
  realized that   resistance   was futile;   and   came   slowly down   to   stand upon
  the   ground   before   this   new   captor   and   plead   her   cause   in   the   name   of
  justice and humanity。
  Angered by recent defeat; and by the loss of the gold; the jewels; and
  his   prisoners;   Abdul   Mourak   was   in   no   mood   to   be   influenced   by   any
  appeal   to   those   softer   sentiments   to   which;   as   a   matter   of   fact;   he   was
  almost a stranger even under the most favourable conditions。
  He   looked   for   degradation   and   possible   death   in   punishment   for   his
  failures   and   his   misfortunes   when   he   should   have   returned   to   his   native
  land and made his report to Menelek; but an acceptable gift might temper
  the wrath of the emperor; and surely this fair flower of another race should
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  be gratefully received by the black ruler!
  When Jane Clayton had concluded her appeal; Abdul Mourak replied
  briefly that he would promise her protection; but that he must take her to
  his emperor。 The girl did not need ask him why; and once again ho