Her arms were about his neck and from
one little hand Geeka dangled down his straight youngback.
And so Meriem entered the jungle with Korak, trusting, in
her childish innocence, the stranger who had befriended her, and
perhaps influenced in her belief in him by that strange intuitive
power possessed by woman. She had no conception of what the future
might hold. She did not know, nor could she have guessed the manner
of life led by her protector. Possibly she pictured a distant
village similar to that of The Sheik in which lived other white
men like the stranger. That she was to be taken into the savage,
primeval life of a jungle beast could not have occurred to her.
Had it, her little heart would have palpitated with fear. Often
had she wished to run away from the cruelties of The Sheik and
Mabunu; but the dangers of the jungle always had deterred her.
The two had gone but a short distance from the village when the girl
spied the huge proportions of the great Akut. With a half-stifled
scream she clung more closely to Korak, and pointed fearfully toward
the ape.
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