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gorge, and, at the same instant her fingers touched and closed upon something
which swung low above the water.
With the last flickering spark of vitality that remained in her poor, exhausted
body Virginia Maxon clung to the frail support that a kind Providence had thrust
into her hands. How long she hung there she never knew, but finally a little
strength returned to her, and presently she realized that it was a pendant creeper
hanging low from a jungle tree upon the bank that had saved her from the river's
rapacious maw.
Inch by inch she worked herself upward toward the bank, and at last, weak and
panting, sunk exhausted to the cool carpet of grass that grew to the water's edge.
Almost immediately tired, Nature plunged her into a deep sleep. It was daylight
when she awoke, dreaming that the tall young giant had rescued her from a band
of demons and was lifting her in his arms to carry her back to her father.
Through half open lids she saw the sunlight filtering through the leafy canopy
above her--she wondered at the realism of her dream; full consciousness returned
and with it the conviction that she was in truth being held close by strong arms
against a bosom that throbbed to the beating of a real heart.
With a sudden start she opened her eyes wide to look up into the hideous face of
a giant ourang outang.
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