Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян
The Forest God
FromoneloftybranchtheagilecreatureswungwithClaytonthroughadizzyarctoaneighboringtree;thenforahundredyardsmaybethesurefeetthreadedamazeofinterwovenlimbs,balancinglikeatightropewalkerhighabovetheblackdepthsofverdurebeneath.
FromthefirstsensationofchillingfearClaytonpassedtooneofkeenadmirationandenvyofthosegiantmusclesandthatwondrousinstinctorknowledgewhichguidedthisforestgodthroughtheinkyblacknessofthenightaseasilyandsafelyasClaytonwouldhavestrolledaLondonstreetathighnoon.
Occasionallytheywouldenteraspotwherethefoliageabovewaslessdense,andthebrightraysofthemoonlitupbeforeClayton’swonderingeyesthestrangepaththeyweretraversing.
Atsuchtimesthemanfairlycaughthisbreathatsightofthehorriddepthsbelowthem,forTarzantooktheeasiestway,whichoftenledoverahundredfeetabovetheearth.
Andyetwithallhisseemingspeed,Tarzanwasinrealityfeelinghiswaywithcomparativeslowness,searchingconstantlyforlimbsofadequatestrengthforthemaintenanceofthisdoubleweight.
Presentlytheycametotheclearingbeforethebeach.Tarzan’squickearshadheardthestrangesoundsofSabor’seffortstoforceherwaythroughthelattice,anditseemedtoClaytonthattheydroppedastraighthundredfeettoearth,soquicklydidTarzandescend.
