e standing--the clinches had been broken. Blood
streamed down their sides--their faces were crimsoned with it. Little
graybeard was so fascinated that at last he had even forgotten to
scream and dance; but sat rigid with delight in the enjoyment of the
spectacle.

Back across the grove Tarzan and Taug forced their adversaries. Teeka
followed slowly. She scarce knew what to do. She was lame and sore
and exhausted from the frightful ordeal through which she had passed,
and she had the confidence of her sex in the prowess of her mate and
the other bull of her tribe--they would not need the help of a she in
their battle with these two strangers.

The roars and screams of the fighters reverberated through the jungle,
awakening the echoes in the distant hills. From the throat of Tarzan's
antagonist had come a score of "Kreeg-ahs!" and now from behind came
the reply he had awaited. Into the grove, barking and growling, came a
score of huge bull apes--the fighting men of Toog's tribe.

Teeka saw them first and screamed a warning to Tarzan and Taug. Then
she fled past the fighters toward the opposite side of the clearing,
fear for a moment claiming her. Nor can one censure her after the
frightful ordeal from which she was still suffering.

Down upon them came the great apes. In a moment Tarzan and Taug would
be torn to shreds that would later form the PIECE DE RESISTANCE of the
savage orgy of a Dum-Dum. Teeka turned to glance back. She saw the
impending fate of her defenders and there sprung to life in her savage
bosom the spark of martyrdom, that some common forbear had transmitted
alike to Teeka, the wild ape, and the glorious women of a higher order
who have invited death for their men. With a shrill scream she ran
toward the battlers who were rolling in a great mass at the foot of one
of the huge boulders which dotted the grove; but what could she do? The
knife she held she could not use to advantage because of her lesser
strength. She had seen Tarzan throw missiles, and she had learned this
with many other things from her childhood playmate. She sought for
something to throw and at last her fingers touched upon the hard
objects in the pouch that had been torn from the ape-man. Tearing the
receptacle open, she gathered a handful of shiny cylinders--heavy for
their size, they seemed to her, and good missiles. With all her
strength she hurled them at the apes battling in front of the granite
boulder.

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