fierce yellow fangs that had been so near to his own flesh.

With the quickness of thought his spear arm flew back, and then
shot forward with all the force of the sinewy muscles that rolled
beneath the shimmering ebon hide. True to its mark the iron-shod
weapon flew, transfixing Numa's sleek carcass from the right groin
to beneath the left shoulder. With a hideous scream of rage and
pain the brute turned again upon the black. A dozen paces he had
gone when Tarzan's rope brought him to a stand once more--then he
wheeled again upon the ape-man, only to feel the painful prick of
a barbed arrow as it sank half its length in his quivering flesh.
Again he stopped, and by this time Tarzan had run twice around the
stem of a great tree with his rope, and made the end fast.

The black saw the trick, and grinned, but Tarzan knew that Numa
must be quickly finished before those mighty teeth had found and
parted the slender cord that held him. It was a matter of but an
instant to reach the black's side and drag his long knife from its
scabbard. Then he signed the warrior to continue to shoot arrows
into the great beast while he attempted to close in upon him with
the knife; so as one tantalized upon one side, the other sneaked
cautiously in upon the other. Numa was furious. He raised his
voice in a perfect frenzy of shrieks, growls, and hideous moans,
the while he reared upon his hind legs in futile attempt to reach
first one and then the other of his tormentors.

But at length the agile ape-man saw his chance, and rushed in upon
the beast's left side behind the mighty shoulder. A giant arm
encircled the tawny throat, and a long blade sank once, true as a
die, into the fierce heart. Then Tarzan arose, and the black man