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prey。 In that slender； young body； beneath the rounded curves and the fine； soft skin； lay the muscles of a young lioness。 But Malbihn was no weakling。 His character and appearance were brutal； nor did they belie his brawn。 He was of giant stature and of giant strength。 Slowly he forced the girl back upon the ground； striking her in the face when she hurt him badly either with teeth or nails。 Meriem struck back； but she was growing weaker from the choking fingers at her throat。
Out in the jungle Jenssen had brought down two bucks。 His hunting had not carried him far afield； nor was he prone to permit it to do so。 He was suspicious of Malbihn。 The very fact that his companion had refused to accompany him and elected instead to hunt alone in another direction would not； under ordinary circumstances； have seemed fraught with sinister suggestion； but Jenssen knew Malbihn well； and so； having secured meat； he turned immediately back toward camp； while his boys brought in his kill。
He had covered about half the return journey when a scream came faintly to his ears from the direction of camp。 He halted to listen。 It was repeated twice。 Then silence。 With a muttered curse Jenssen broke into a rapid run。 He wondered if he would be too late。 What a fool Malbihn was indeed to thus chance jeopardizing a fortune！
Further away from camp than Jenssen and upon the opposite side another heard Meriem's screamsa stranger who was not even aware of the proximity of white men other than himself a hunter with a handful of sleek； black warriors。 He； too； listened intently for a moment。 That the voice was that of a woman in distress he could not doubt； and so he also hastened at a run in the direction of the affrighted voice； but he was much further away than Jenssen so that the latter reached the tent first。 What the Swede found there roused no pity within his calloused heart； only anger against his fellow scoundrel。 Meriem was still fighting off her attacker。 Malbihn still was showering blows upon her。 Jenssen； streaming foul curses upon his erstwhile friend； burst into the tent。 Malbihn； interrupted； dropped his victim and turned to meet Jenssen's infuriated charge。 He whipped a revolver from his hip。 Jenssen； anticipating the lightning move of the other's hand； drew almost simultaneously； and both men fired at once。 Jenssen was still moving toward Malbihn at the time； but at the flash of the explosion he stopped。 His revolver dropped from nerveless fingers。 For a moment he staggered drunkenly。 Deliberately Malbihn put two more bullets into his friend's body at close range。 Even in the midst of the excitement and her terror Meriem found herself wondering at the tenacity of life which the hit man displayed。 His eyes were closed； his head dropped forward upon his breast； his hands hung limply before him。 Yet still he stood there upon his feet； though he reeled horribly。 It was not until the third bullet had found its mark within his body that he lunged forward upon his face。 Then Malbihn approached him； and with an oath kicked him viciously。 Then he returned once more to Meriem。 Again he seized her； and at the same instant the flaps of the tent opened silently and a tall white man stood in the aperture。 Neither Meriem or Malbihn saw the newcomer。 The latter's back was toward him while his body hid the stranger from Meriem's eyes。
He crossed the tent quickly； stepping over Jenssen's body。 The first intimation Malbihn had that he was not to carry out his design without further interruption was a heavy hand upon his shoulder。 He wheeled to face an utter strangera tall； black…haired； gray…eyed stranger clad in khaki and pith helmet。 Malbihn reached for his gun again； but another hand had been quicker than his and he saw the weapon tossed to the ground at the side of the tentout of reach。
〃What is the meaning of this？〃 the stranger addressed his question to Meriem in a tongue she did not understand。 She shook her head and spoke in Arabic。 Instantly the man changed his question to that language。
〃These men are taking me away from Korak；〃 explained the girl。 〃This one would have harmed me。 The other； whom he had just killed； tried to stop him。 They were both very bad men； but this one is the worse。 If my Korak were here he would kill him。 I suppose you are like them； so you will not kill him。〃
The stranger smiled。 〃He deserves killing？〃 he said。 〃There is no doubt of that。 Once I should have killed him； but not now。 I will see； though； that he does not bother you any more。〃
He was holding Malbihn in a grasp the giant Swede could not break； though he struggled to do so； and he was holding him as easily as Malbihn might have held a little child； yet Malbihn was a huge man； mightily thewed。 The Swede began to rage and curse。 He struck at his captor； only to be twisted about and held at arm's length。 Then he shouted to his boys to come and kill the stranger。 In response a dozen strange blacks entered the tent。 They； too； were powerful； clean…limbed men； not at all like the mangy crew that followed the Swedes。
〃We have had enough foolishness；〃 said the stranger to Malbihn。 〃You deserve death； but I am not the law。 I know now who you are。 I have heard of you before。 You and your friend here bear a most unsavory reputation。 We do not want you in our country。 I shall let you go this time； but should you ever return I shall take the law into my own hands。 You understand？〃
Malbihn blustered and threatened； finishing by applying a most uncomplimentary name to his captor。 For this he received a shaking that rattled his teeth。 Those who know say that the most painful punishment that can be inflicted upon an adult male； short of injuring him； is a good； old fashioned shaking。 Malbihn received such a shaking。
〃Now get out；〃 said the stranger； 〃and next time you see me remember who I am；〃 and he spoke a name in the Swede's eara name that more effectually subdued the scoundrel than many beatingsthen he gave him a push that carried him bodily through the tent doorway to sprawl upon the turf beyond。
〃Now；〃 he said； turning toward Meriem； 〃who has the key to this thing about your neck？〃
The girl pointed to Jenssen's body。 〃He carried it always；〃 she said。
The stranger searched the clothing on the corpse until he came upon the key。 A moment more Meriem was free。
〃Will you let me go back to my Korak？〃 she asked。
〃I will see that you are returned to your people；〃 he replied。 〃Who are they and where is their village？〃
He had been eyeing her strange； barbaric garmenture wonderingly。 From her speech she was evidently an Arab girl； but he had never before seen one thus clothed。
〃Who are your people？ Who is Korak？〃 he asked again。
〃Korak！ Why Korak is an ape。 I have no other people。 Korak and I live in the jungle alone since A'ht went to be king of the apes。〃 She had always thus pronounced Akut's name； for so it had sounded to her when first she came with Korak and the ape。 〃Korak could have been kind； but he would not。〃
A questioning expression entered the stranger's eyes。 He looked at the girl closely。
〃So Korak is an ape？〃 he said。 〃And what； pray； are you？〃
〃I am Meriem。 I； also； am an ape。〃
〃M…m；〃 was the stranger's only oral comment upon this startling announcement； but what he thought might have been partially interpreted through the pitying light that entered his eyes。 He approached the girl and started to lay his hand upon her forehead。 She drew back with a savage little growl。 A smile touched his lips。
〃You need not fear me；〃 he said。 〃I shall not harm you。 I only wish to discover if you have feverif you are entirely well。 If you are we will set forth in search of Korak。〃
Meriem looked straight into the keen gray eyes。 She must have found there an unquestionable assurance of the honorableness of their owner； for she permitted him to lay his palm upon her forehead and feel her pulse。 Apparently she had no fever。
〃How long have you been an ape？〃 asked the man。
〃Since I was a little girl； many； many years ago； and Korak came and took me from my father who was beating me。 Since then I have lived in the trees with Korak and A'ht。〃
〃Where in the jungle lives Korak？〃 asked the stranger。
Meriem pointed with a sweep of her hand that took in； generously； half the continent of Africa。
〃Could you find your way back to him？〃
〃I do not know；〃 she replied； 〃but he will find his way to me。〃
〃Then I have a plan；〃 said the stranger。 〃I live but a few marches from here。 I shall take you home where my wife will look after you and care for you until we can find Korak or Korak finds us。 If he could find you here he can find you at my village。 Is it not so？〃
Meriem thought that it was so； but she did not like the idea of not starting immediately back to meet Korak。 On the other hand the man had no intention of permitting this poor； insane child to wander further amidst the dangers of the jungle。 From whence she had come； or what she had undergone he could not guess； but that her Korak and their life among the apes was but a figment of a disordered mind he could not doubt。 He knew the jungle well； and he knew that men have li