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t fear stayed his hand.
What if the first blow should fail to drive the point to his victim's heart?
Werper shuddered in contemplation of the disastrous consequences to
himself. Awakenedand even with a few moments of life remainingthe
giant could literally tear his assailant to pieces should he chooseand the
Belgian had no doubt but that Tarzan would so choose.
Again came the soft sound of padded footsteps in the reeds--closer this
time. Werper abandoned his design. Before him stretched the wide plain
and escape. The jewels were in his possession. To remain longer was to
risk death at the hands of Tarzanor the jaws of the hunter creeping ever
nearer. Turninghe slunk away through the nighttoward the distant
forest.
Tarzan slept on. Where were those uncannyguardian powers that
had formerly rendered him immune from the dangers of surprise? Could
this dull sleeper be the alertsensitive Tarzan of old?
Perhaps the blow upon his head had numbed his sensestemporarily--
who may say? Closer crept the stealthy creature through the reeds. The
rustling curtain of vegetation parted a few paces from where the sleeper
layand the massive head of a lion appeared. The beast surveyed the
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