ent--the permeating,
mellow musk of the deer's foot.

Presently the body scent of the deer told Tarzan that his prey was
close at hand. It sent him into the trees again--into the lower
terrace where he could watch the ground below and catch with ears and
nose the first intimation of actual contact with his quarry. Nor was
it long before the ape-man came upon Bara standing alert at the edge of
a moon-bathed clearing. Noiselessly Tarzan crept through the trees
until he was directly over the deer. In the ape-man's right hand was
the long hunting knife of his father and in his heart the blood lust of
the carnivore. Just for an instant he poised above the unsuspecting
Bara and then he launched himself downward upon the sleek back. The
impact of his weight carried the deer to its knees and before the
animal could regain its feet the knife had found its heart. As Tarzan
rose upon the body of his kill to scream forth his hideous victory cry
into the face of the moon the wind carried to his nostrils something
which froze him to statuesque immobility and silence. His savage eyes
blazed into the direction from which the wind had borne down the
warning to him and a moment later the grasses at one side of the
clearing parted and Numa, the lion, strode majestically into view. His
yellow-green eyes were fastened upon Tarzan as he halted just within
the clearing and glared enviously at the successful hunter, for Numa
had had no luck this night.

From the lips of the ape-man broke a rumbling growl of warning. Numa
answered but he did not advance. Instead he stood waving his tail
gently to and fro, and presently Tarzan squatted upon his kill and cut
a generous portion from a hind quarter. Numa eyed him with growing
resentment and rage as, between mouthfuls, the ape-man growled out his
savage warnings. Now this particular lion had never before come in
contact with Tarzan of the Apes and he was much mystified. Here was
the appearance and the scent of a man-thing and Numa had tasted of
human flesh and learned that though not the most palatable it was
certainly by far the easiest to secure, yet there was that in the
bestial growls of the strange creature which reminded him of formidable
antagonists and gave him pause, while his hunger and the odor of the
hot flesh of Bara goaded him almost to madness. Always Tarzan watched
him, guessing what was passing in the little brain of the carnivore and
well it was that he did watch h