By all the ethics of
Akut's training and inheritance the unfit should be eliminated;
but if The Killer wished this there was nothing to be done about
it but to tolerate her. Akut certainly didn't want her--of that he
was quite positive. Her skin was too smooth and hairless. Quite
snake-like, in fact, and her face was most unattractive. Not at
all like that of a certain lovely she he had particularly noticed
among the apes in the amphitheater the previous night. Ah, there
was true feminine beauty for one!--a great, generous mouth; lovely,
yellow fangs, and the cutest, softest side whiskers! Akut sighed.
Then he rose, expanded his great chest and strutted back and forth
along a substantial branch, for even a puny thing like this she of
Korak's might admire his fine coat and his graceful carriage.
But poor little Meriem only shrank closer to Korak and almost wished
that she were back in the village of The Sheik where the terrors
of existence were of human origin, and so more or less familiar.
The hideous ape frightened her. He was so large and so ferocious
in appearance.
Pages:
147
148
149
150
151
152
153
154
155
156
157
158
159
160
161
162
163
164
165
166
167
168
169
170
171