eyed Astonishment at the handsome figure driving an angry lion deliberately from its kill.
When Numa had retreated a few yards, the ape-man called back to the girl in perfect German, "Are you badly hurt?"
"I think not," she replied; "but I cannot extricate my foot from beneath my horse."
"Try again," commanded Tarzan. "I do not know how long I can hold Numa thus."
The girl struggled frantically; but at last she sank back upon an elbow.
"It is impossible," she called to him.
He backed slowly until he was again beside the horse, when he reached down and grasped the cinch, which was still intact. Then with one hand he raised the carcass from the ground. The girl freed herself and rose to her feet.
"You can walk?" asked Tarzan.
"Yes," she said; "my leg is numb; but it does not seem to be injured."
"Good," commented the ape-man. "Back slowly away behind me—make no sudden movements. I think he will not charge."
With utmost deliberation the two backed toward the bush. Numa stood for a moment, growling, then he followed them, slowly. Tarzan wondered if he would come beyond his kill or if he would stop there. If he followed them beyond, then they could look for a charge, and if Numa charged it was very likely that he would get one of them. When the lion reached the carcass of the horse Tarzan stopped
