She saw her cub lying curled up with his head in the baby's arms, his black fur mixed with the baby's yellow locks.

Her first thought was that he was dead--that the baby had killed him and was carrying him off.

With a roar of pain and vengeful fury, she rushed down the bluff and hurled herself into the water.
"Not till then did she notice that a boat was approaching the raft--a boat with two human beings in it.

It was very much nearer the raft than she was--and traveling very much faster than she could swim.

Her savage heart went near to bursting with rage and fear.