? ? ? ? Tarzan came quietly above the unsuspecting beast and silently stalked him until he came into a little patch of moonlight.
? ? ? ? Then the quick noose settled and tightened about the tawny throat, and, as he had done it a hundred times in the past, Tarzan made fast the end to a strong branch and, while the beast fought and clawed for freedom, dropped to the ground behind him, and leaping upon the great back, plunged his long thin blade a dozen times into the fierce heart.
? ? ? ? Then with his foot upon the carcass of Numa, he raised his voice in the awesome victory cry of his savage tribe.
? ? ? ? For a moment Tarzan stood irresolute, swayed by conflicting emotions of loyalty to D'Arnot and a mighty lust for the freedom of his own jungle. At last the vision of a beautiful face, and the memory of warm lips crushed to his dissolved the fascinating picture he had been drawing of his old life.
? ? ? ? The ape-man threw the warm carcass of Numa across his shoulders and took to the trees once more.
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