it. He was afraid to fire for fear of hitting the man,
and so it was that he came upon them at the very moment that the
monster lunged its great weight forward upon the doomed man. The
sharp, three-toed talons of the forelimbs seized poor Tippet, and
Bradley saw the unfortunate fellow lifted high above the ground as the
creature again reared up on its hind legs, immediately transferring
Tippet's body to its gaping jaws, which closed with a sickening,
crunching sound as Tippet's bones cracked beneath the great teeth.
Bradley half raised his rifle to fire again and then lowered it with a
shake of his head. Tippet was beyond succor--why waste a bullet that
Caspak could never replace? If he could now escape the further notice
of the monster it would be a wiser act than to throw his life away in
futile revenge. He saw that the reptile was not looking in his
direction, and so he slipped noiselessly behind the bole of a large
tree and thence quietly faded away in the direction he believed the
others to have taken. At what he considered a safe distance he halted
and looked back. Half hidden by the intervening trees he still could
see the huge head and the massive jaws from which protruded the limp
legs of the dead man. Then, as though struck by the hammer of Thor,
the creature collapsed and crumpled to the ground. Bradley's single
bullet, penetrating the body through the soft skin of the belly, had
slain the Titan.
A few minutes later, Bradley found the others of the party. The four
returned cautiously to the spot where the creature lay and after
convincing themselves that it was quite dead, came close to it. It was
an arduous and gruesome job extricating Tippet's mangled remains from
the powerful jaws, the men working for the most part silently.
"It was the work of the banshee all right," muttered Brady. "It warned
poor Tippet, it did."
"Hit killed him, that's wot hit did, hand hit'll kill some more of us,"
said James, his lower lip trembling.
"If it was a ghost," interjected Sinclair, "and I don't say as it was;
but if it was, why, it could take on any form it wanted to. It might
have turned itself into this thing, which ain't no natural thing at
all, just to get poor Tippet. If it had of been a lion or something
else humanlike it wouldn't look so strange; but this here thing
Leaping to his feet the ape-man placed his foot upon the carcass of his kill and, raising his face to Goro, the moon, voiced the savage victory cry that had so often awakened the echoes of his native jungle.Page 16
"To the death!" and his blade flashed in the sunlight.Page 49
She watched and waited, for into her savage little brain had come the resolve to pin her faith to this strange creature who had unlocked her heart with those four words--"I am Om-at's friend!" And so she waited, with drawn knife, the opportunity to do her bit in the vanquishing of the Tor-o-don.Page 61
Several times during this crossing of the gorge Tarzan endeavored to outwit his keen pursuers, but all to no avail.Page 69
An ancient trail, well marked by countless generations of naked feet of man and beast, leads down toward A-lur beside the river, and along this Tarzan guided the GRYF.Page 87
"Who are you," she asked, "who enters thus boldly the Forbidden Garden?" At sound of her mistress' voice the slave maiden turned quickly, rising to her feet.Page 97
in the attitude of one who bares his breast to the dagger of an executioner.Page 107
"Jar-don," he said beckoning to the stranger, "come with me," and rising he led the way toward the summit of the cliff, and when they stood upon the ridge Om-at pointed down into the valley toward the City of A-lur gleaming in the light of the western sun.Page 112
He is then the same Tarzan-jad-guru of whom you told me? Speak woman and speak only the truth.Page 126
" The drinking in the great banquet hall of the palace of Ko-tan, king of Pal-ul-don had commenced earlier this night than was usual, for the king was celebrating the morrow's betrothal of his only daughter to Bu-lot, son of Mo-sar, the chief, whose great-grandfather had been king of Pal-ul-don and who thought that he should be king, and Mo-sar was drunk and so was Bu-lot, his son.Page 137
And if I survive I shall find means to liberate you too and return you to Om-at.Page 152
He is, we think, the same of whom the warriors that returned from A-lur today told us and whom some call Tarzan-jad-guru and some Dor-ul-Otho.Page 170
The high priest at Tu-lur thought that he had been commissioned to kill Tarzan and bring Mo-sar to A-lur.Page 172
The thing must have heard her move within for suddenly it abandoned its efforts for stealth and tore angrily at the obstacle.Page 190
Tell me, chief, how may the Dor-ul-Otho best serve his father's people?" "By coming with me to Ja-lur and the villages between," replied Ja-don quickly, "that the people may see that it is indeed the Dor-ul-Otho and that he smiles upon the cause of Ja-don.Page 192
done, Tarzan driving him in after Jane had dismounted.Page 193
That there were those within the room who noticed it and interpreted it was quickly apparent, through the fact that two of the priests rose and came close to him as he stood just within the doorway and each of them, as he came, returned the signal that the warrior had made.Page 198
" "I have taken him alive, Lu-don, my master," replied Pan-sat.Page 212
Kor-ul-JA warrior accompanying Tarzan, Om-at, and Ta-den in search of Pan-at-lee.