"The fellow must be the same we fired on several years ago," said
Malbihn. "That time he was accompanied by a gorilla. Did you get
a good look at him, Carl?"
"Yes," replied Jenssen. "He was not five paces from me when I fired
at him. He appears to be an intelligent looking European--and not
much more than a lad. There is nothing of the imbecile or degenerate
in his features or expression, as is usually true in similar cases,
where some lunatic escapes into the woods and by living in filth
and nakedness wins the title of wild man among the peasants of
the neighborhood. No, this fellow is of different stuff--and so
infinitely more to be feared. As much as I should like a shot at
him I hope he stays away. Should he ever deliberately lead a charge
against us I wouldn't give much for our chances if we happened to
fail to bag him at the first rush."
But the white giant did not appear again to lead the baboons against
them, and finally the angry brutes themselves wandered off into
the jungle leaving the frightened safari in peace.
The next day the Swedes set out for Kovudoo's village bent on
securing possession of the person of the white girl whom Kovudoo's
runner had told them lay captive in the chief's village.
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