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At sight of him the two creatures started to run away, but he called to them
reassuringly and they returned. On closer inspection Bulan saw that both were
covered with terrible wounds, and after questioning them learned that they had
fared almost as badly at the hands of the ourang outangs as had he.
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Even the beasts loathe us," exclaimed Number Twelve. "What are we to do?"
Leave the beasts alone, as I told you," replied Bulan.
Human beings hate us also," persisted Number Twelve.
Then let us live by ourselves," suggested Number Three.
We hate each other," retorted the pessimistic Number Twelve. "There is no place
for us in the world, and no companionship. We are but soulless things."
"Stop!" cried Bulan. "I am not a soulless thing. I am a man, and within me is as
fine and pure a soul as any man may own," and to his mind's eye came the vision
of a fair face surmounted by a mass of loosely waving, golden hair; but the
brainless ones could not understand and only shook their heads as they resumed
their feeding and forgot the subject.
When the three had satisfied the cravings of their appetites two of them were for
lying down to sleep until it should be time to feed again, but Bulan, once more
master, would not permit it, and forced them to accompany him in his seemingly
futile search for the girl who had disappeared so mysteriously after he had
rescued her from the ourang outangs.
Both Number Twelve and Number Three had assured him that the beasts had not
recaptured her, for they had seen the entire band flee madly through the jungle
after hearing the report of the single shot which had so terrorized Bulan's
antagonists. Bulan did not know what to make of this occurrence which he had
not himself heard, the shot having come after he had lost consciousness at the
foot of the tree; but from the description of the noise given him by Number Twelve
he felt sure that it must have been the report of a gun, and hoped that it
betokened the presence of Virginia Maxon's friends, and that she was now safe in
their keeping.
Nevertheless he did not relinquish his determination to continue his search for
her, since it was quite possible that the gun had been fired by a native, many of
whom possessed firearms. His first concern was for the girl's welfare, which
spoke eloquently for the chivalry of his character, and though he wished to see
her for the pleasure that it would give him, the hope of serving her was ever the
first consideration in his mind.
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