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It had been this difference of opinion between the chief and the witch doctor that had kept Es teban Miranda from the flesh pots of the village, for Obebe had wanted to eat him, thinking him his old enemy the ape-man; hut the witch doctor had aroused the superstitious fears of the vil lagers by haff convincing them that their pris oner was the river devil masquerading as Tarzan, and, as such, dire disaster would descend upon the village were he harmed.
After he had learned their language and thus come to a realization of the accident of fate that had guided his destiny by so narrow a margin from the cooking pots of the cannibals he was less eager to proclaim himself Tarzan of the Apes.
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Instead he let drop mysterious sugges tions that he was, indeed, none other than the river devil. Esteban Miranda's other diversion, aside from secretly believing himself Tarzan, consisted in gloating over the hag of diamonds that Kraski the Russian had stolen from the ape-man, and that had fallen into the Spaniard's hands after he had murdered Kraski the same bag of dia monds that the old man had handed to Tarzan in the vaults beneath The Tower of Diamonds, in the Valley of The Palace of Diamonds, when. For hours at a time Esteban Miranda sat in the dim light of his dirty kennel counting and fondling the brilliant stones.
A thousand times had he weighed each one in an appraising palm, computing its value and translating it into such pleasures of the flesh as great wealth might buy for him in the capitals of the world. And now, after a year of solitary confinement, came a third diversion, in the form of Uhha, the daughter of Khamis the witch doctor. Uhha was fourteen, comely and curious. For a year now she had watched the mysterious prisoner from a distance until, at last, familiarity had overcome her fears and one day she approached him as he lay in the sun outside his hut.
Esteban, who had been watching her half-timorous advance, smiled en couragingly. He had not a friend among the villagers. If he could make but one his lot would be much the easier and freedom a step nearer. At last Uhha came to a halt a few steps from him. She was a child, ignorant and a savage; but she was a woman-child and Esteban Miranda knew women.
What is your name? She smiled broadly. Fate, after rebuffing him for long, was at last kind. She had sent to him one who, with cultivation, might prove a flower of hope indeed. I am the riYer devil, but I shall not harm you. Obebe asked it first and there wa s none to explain. Obebe says that you are Tarzan, the enemy of Obebe and his people; but my father Khamis says that you are the river devil, and that if you wanted to get away you would change yourself into a snake and crawl through the iron collar that is about your neck.
And the people wonder why you do not, and many of them are commencing to believe that you are not the river devil at all.
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At night, when the village sleeps, I am wandering through the waters of the Ugogo, but always I come back again. I am waiting, Uhha, to try the people of the village of Obebe that I may know which are my friends and which my enemies. Already have I learned that Obebe is no friend of mine, and I am not sure of Khamis. Had Khamis been a good friend he would have brought me fine food and beer to drink. I could go when I pleased, but I wait to see if there be one in the village of Obebe who will set me free.
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Thus may I learn which is my best friend. Should there be such a one, Uhha, fortune would smile upon him I always, his every wish would be granted and he would live to a great age, for he would have nothing to fear from the river devil, who would help him in all his undertakings. But listen, Uhha, tell no one what I have told you I I shall wait a little longer, and then if there be no such friend in the village of Obebe I shall return to my father and mother, the Ugogo, and destroy the people of Obebe.
Not one shall remain alive. It was evident that she was much impressed. Now run along, Uhha, and remember that you must tell no one what I have told you. Uhha, trembling with terror, ran quickly away in the direction of the hut of her father, Khamis, the witch doctor. Esteban Miranda. Khamis the witch doctor was not in his hut when Vhha his daughter, faint from fright, crawled into the dim interior. Nor were his wives. With their children, the latter were in the fields beyond the palisade, where Uhha should have been. And so it was that the girl had time for thought before she saw any of them again, with the result that she recalled distinctly, what PAGE And she had been upon the point of telling her father all I What dire calamity then would have befallen her?
She trembled at the very sugges tion of a fate so awful that she could not even imagine it.
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How close a call she had had! But what was she to do? She lay huddled upon a mat of woven grasses, racking her poor, savage little brain for a solu tion of the immense problem that confronted her the first problem that had ever entered her young life other than the constantly recurring one of how most easily to evade her share of the drudgery of the fields.
Presently she sat sud denly erect, galvanized into statuesque rigidity by a thought engendered by the recollection of one of the river devil's remarks. Why had it not occurred to her before? Very plainly he had said, and he had repeated it, that if he were released he would know that he had at least one friend in the village of Obebe, and that whoever released him would live to a great age and have every thing he wished for; but after a few minutes of thought Uhha drooped again. How was she, a little girl, to compass the liberation of the river devil alone?
Then we should starve. He might bring the fire out of the sky at night and strike dead all the people of Obebe. Uhha recalled that the river devil had complained that Khamis had not brought him good food nor beer, but she said nothing about that, although she realized that her father was far from being so high in the good graces of the river devil as he seemed to think he was. Instead, she took another tack. Where are you going, Uhha? The chief's daughter was grinding maize, as Uhha should have been doing. She looked up and smiled as the daughter of the witch doctor approached.
The visitor sat down and the two girls chatted in low tones. They spoke of their ornaments, their coiffures, of the young men of the village, and often, when they spoke of these, they giggled. Their conversation was not unlike that which might pass between two young girls o'f any race or clime. As they talked, Uhha's eyes often wandered toward the entrance to Obebe's hut and many times her brows were con tracted in much deeper thought than their idle passages warranted.
Could it be that she had coveted the copper bracelet? Her eyes closely scrutinized the person of her friend. Her brows almost met, so deeply was she thinking. When I grind maize it gets in my way and so I laid it aside. Her friend tried to dissuade her.
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Once within she waited silently until her eyes became accustomed to the dim light. Against the opposite wall of the hut Obebe lay sprawled upon a sleeping mat. He snored lustily. Uhha crept toward him.
Her stealth was the stealth of Sheeta the leopard. Her heart was beating like the tom-tom when the dance is at its height. She feared that its noise and her rapid breathing would awaken the old chief, of whom she was as terrified as of the river devil; but Obebe snored on. Uhha came close to him. At Obebe's side and half beneath his body she saw the chief's pouch. Cautiously she reached forth a trembling hand and laid hold upon it. She tried to draw it from beneath Obebe's weight. The sleeper stirred uneasily and Uhha drew back, terrified. Obebe changed his position and Uhha thought that he had awakened.
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She cast a last frightened glance at the chief to reassure herself that he still slept. Her eyes fell upon the pouch. Obebe had turned away from it and it now lay within her reach, free from the weight of his body. She reached for it only to withdraw her hand suddenly. She turned away.