THE DANCE OF DEATH
Presently one of those who was being forced unwillingly within hit upon a happy scheme for learning first the precise nature of the danger which menaced him from the silent interior. With a quick movement he flung his lighted torch into the center of the hut. Instantly all within was illuminated for a brief second before the burning brand was dashed out against the earth floor.
There was the figure of the white prisoner still securely bound as they had last seen him, and in the center of the hut another figure equally as motionless, its throat and breasts horribly torn and mangled.
The sight that met the eyes of the foremost savages inspired more terror within their superstitious breasts than would the presence of Sheeta, for they saw only the result of a ferocious attack upon one of their fellows.
Not seeing the cause, their fear-ridden minds were free to attribute the ghastly work to supernatural causes, and with the thought they turned, screaming, from the hut, bowling over those who stood directly behind them in the exuberance of their terror.
For an hour Tarzan heard only the murmur of excited voices from the far end of the village.
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