Philander at his elbow, urging him to turn his steps back before
the two became again the sport of some savage beast.
The others gone, Jane and Esmeralda had wandered into the jungle to
gather fruit, and in their search were led farther and farther from the
Tarzan waited in silence before the door of the little house until they
should return. His thoughts were of the beautiful white girl. They
were always of her now. He wondered if she would fear him, and the
thought all but caused him to relinquish his plan.
He was rapidly becoming impatient for her return, that he might feast
his eyes upon her and be near her, perhaps touch her. The ape-man knew
no god, but he was as near to worshipping his divinity as mortal man
ever comes to worship. While he waited he passed the time printing a
message to her; whether he intended giving it to her he himself could
not have told, but he took infinite pleasure in seeing his thoughts
expressed in print--in which he was not so uncivilized after all. He
I am Tarzan of the Apes. I want you. I am yours. You are mine. We
live here together always in my house. I will bring you the best of
fruits, the tenderest deer, the finest meats that roam the jungle. I
will hunt for you. I am the greatest of the jungle fighters. I will
fight for you. I am the mightiest of the jungle fighters. You are
Jane Porter, I saw it in your letter. When you see this you will know
that it is for you and that Tarzan of the Apes loves you.
As he stood, straight as a young Indian, by the door, waiting after he
had finished the message, there came to his keen ears a familiar sound.
It was the passing of a great ape through the lower branches of the
For an instant he listened intently, and then from the jungle came the
agonized scream of a woman, and Tarzan of the Apes, dropping his first
love letter upon the ground, shot like a panther into the forest.
Clayton, also, heard the scream, and Professor Porter and Mr.
Philander, and in a few minutes they came panting to the cabin, calling
out to each other a volley of excited questions as they approached. A
glance within confirmed their worst fears.
Jane and Esmeralda were not there.
Instantly, Clayton, followed by the two old
By use of the pedometers we had retraced our way to the prospector with ease and accuracy.Page 17
"We will cross them.Page 22
As I advanced the fog became denser.Page 28
When we cut the ropes and removed the blocks that held the Sari in place she started for the water with a lunge.Page 47
" CHAPTER VI A PENDENT WORLD The Mahars set me free as they had promised, but with strict injunctions never to approach Phutra or any other Mahar city.Page 55
The questions which the sight of this planet, so tantalizingly close, raised in my mind were numerous and unanswerable.Page 59
I believe that some animals love their masters, but I doubt very much if their affection is the outcome of gratitude--a characteristic that is so rare as to be only occasionally traceable in the seemingly unselfish acts of man himself.Page 60
Very slowly and gently I rubbed the joint and applied pressure to it for a few moments.Page 61
For the moment I had forgotten him.Page 65
"You do not come from Kolk, but from the Sly One!" they cried.Page 66
A feeling of loneliness overwhelmed me.Page 70
Here my guards set me upon my feet and called out a word which sounded like "Gr-gr-gr!" and which I later learned was the name of their king.Page 72
I explained to him that I was Hooja's enemy, and asked, when they were ready to go, that I be allowed to go with them, or, better still, that they let me go ahead and learn all that I could about the village where Hooja dwelt so that they might attack it with the best chance of success.Page 76
"Those were your people," he said.Page 81
He struggled a little at first, but finally lay still, and so I released the pressure of my fingers at his windpipe, for which I imagine he was quite thankful--I know that I should have been.Page 118
"None other than my word," I replied.Page 119
The battle over and the prisoners disposed of and fed--and do not imagine that Dian, Juag, and I, as well as the two hounds were not fed also--I turned my attention to the fleet.Page 120
When Ja kneeled at my feet, and first to do me homage, I drew from its scabbard at his side the sword of hammered iron that Perry had taught him to fashion.Page 127
Under my direction he stuffed one of his cannon full of powder, small bullets, and pieces of stone, almost to the muzzle.Page 131
last long at that, for there chanced to be wiser heads among the Luanians than their chief or his son had possessed.