The girl stifled an involuntary scream as she saw the prox-imity of the fanged fury bearing down upon them. She shrank close to the man and clung to him and all unarmed and de-fenseless as he was, the Englishman pushed her behind him and shielding her with his body, stood squarely in the face of the panther's charge. Tarzan noted the act, and though accus-tomed as he was to acts of courage, he experienced a thrill from the hopeless and futile bravery of the man.
The charging panther moved rapidly, and the distance which separated the bush in which he had concealed himself from the objects of his desire was not great. In the time that one might understandingly read a dozen words the strong-limbed cat could have covered the entire distance and made his kill, yet if Sheeta was quick, quick too was Tarzan. The English lieu-tenant saw the ape-man flash by him like the wind. He saw the great cat veer in his charge as though to elude the naked savage rushing to meet him, as it was evidently Sheeta's inten-tion to make good his kill before attempting to protect it from Tarzan.
Lieutenant Smith-Oldwick saw these things and then with increasing wonder he saw the ape-man swerve, too, and leap for the spotted cat as a football player leaps for a runner. He saw the strong, brown arms encircling the body of the car-nivore, the left arm in front of the beast's left shoulder and the right arm behind his right foreleg, and with the impact the two together rolling over and over upon the turf. He heard the snarls and growls of bestial combat, and it was with a feel-ing of no little horror that he realized that the sounds com-ing from the human throat of the battling man could scarce be distinguished from those of the panther.
The first momentary shock of terror over, the girl released her grasp upon the Englishman's arm. "Cannot we do some-thing?" she asked. "Cannot we help him before the beast kills him?"The Englishman looked upon the ground for some missile with which to attack the panther and then the girl uttered an exclamation and started at a run toward the hut. "Wait there,"she called over her shoulder. "I will fetch the spear that he left me."Smith-Oldwick saw the raking talons of the panther search-ing for the flesh of the man and the man on his part straining every muscle and using every artifice to keep his body out of range of them. The muscles of his arms knotted under the brown hide. The veins stood out upon his neck and forehead as with ever-increasing power he strove to crush the life from the great cat. The ape-man's teeth were fastened in the back of Sheeta's neck and now he succeeded in encircling the beast's torso with his legs which he crossed and locked beneath the cat's belly. Leaping and snarling, Sheeta sought to dislodge the ape-man's hold upon him. He hurled himself upon the ground and rolled over and over. He reared upon his hind legs and threw himself backwards but always the savage creature upon his back clung tenaciously to him, and always the mighty brown arms crushed tighter and tighter about his chest.
And then the girl, panting from her quick run, returned with the short spear Tarzan had left her as her sole weapon of pro-tection. She did not wait to hand it to the Englishman who ran forward to receive it, but brushed past him and leaped into close quarters beside the growling, tumbling mass of yel-low fur and smooth brown hide. Several times she attempted to press the point home into the cat's body, but on both occa-sions the fear of endangering the ape-man caused her to de-sist, but at last the two lay motionless for a moment as the carnivore sought a moment's rest from the strenuous exertions of battle, and then it was that Bertha Kircher pressed the point of the spear to the tawny side and drove it deep into the savage heart.
Tarzan rose from the dead body of Sheeta and shook him-self after the manner of beasts that are entirely clothed with hair. Like many other of his traits and mannerisms this was the result of environment rather than heredity or reversion, and even though he was outwardly a man, the Englishman and the girl were both impressed with the naturalness of the act.
It was as though Numa, emerging from a fight, had shaken himself to straighten his rumpled mane and coat, and yet, too, there was something uncanny about it as there had been when the savage growls and hideous snarls issued from those clean-cut lips.
Tarzan looked at the girl, a quizzical expression upon his face. Again had she placed him under obligations to her, and Tarzan of the Apes did not wish to be obligated to a German spy; yet in his honest heart he could not but admit a certain admiration for her courage, a trait which always greatly im-pressed the ape-man, he himself the personification of courage.
"Here is the kill," he said, picking the carcass of Bara from the ground. "You will want to cook your portion, I presume, but Tarzan does not spoil his meat with fire."They followed him to the boma where he cut several pieces of meat from the carcass for them, retaining a joint for him-self. The young lieutenant prepared a fire, and the girl pre-sided over the primitive culinary rights of their simple meal.
As she worked some little way apart from them, the lieuten-ant and the ape-man watched her.
"She is wonderful. Is she not?" murmured Smith-Oldwick.
"She is a German and a spy," replied Tarzan.
The Englishman turned quickly upon him. "What do you mean?" he cried.
"I mean what I say," replied the ape-man. "She is a German and a spy.""I do not believe it!" exclaimed the aviator.
