Instead she placed the point of Korak's spear against
the bull ape's side and plunged the sharp point deep into the savage
heart. Korak had not needed her aid, for the great bull had been
already as good as dead, with the blood gushing from his torn
jugular; but Korak rose smiling with a word of approbation for his
helper.
How tall and fine she was! Had she changed suddenly within the
few hours of his absence, or had his battle with the ape affected
his vision? He might have been looking at Meriem through new eyes
for the many startling and wonderful surprises his gaze revealed.
How long it had been since he had found her in her father's village,
a little Arab girl, he did not know, for time is of no import in
the jungle and so he had kept no track of the passing days. But
he realized, as he looked upon her now, that she was no longer such
a little girl as he had first seen playing with Geeka beneath the
great tree just within the palisade. The change must have been
very gradual to have eluded his notice until now. And what was it
that had caused him to realize it so suddenly? His gaze wandered
from the girl to the body of the dead bull.
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