had been granted.
He had also cabled his bankers for funds, and the enforced wait of a
month, under which both chafed, was due to their inability to charter a
vessel for the return to Tarzan's jungle after the treasure.
During their stay at the coast town "Monsieur Tarzan" became the wonder
of both whites and blacks because of several occurrences which to
Tarzan seemed the merest of nothings.
Once a huge black, crazed by drink, had run amuck and terrorized the
town, until his evil star had led him to where the black-haired French
giant lolled upon the veranda of the hotel.
Mounting the broad steps, with brandished knife, the Negro made
straight for a party of four men sitting at a table sipping the
Shouting in alarm, the four took to their heels, and then the black
With a roar he charged the ape-man, while half a hundred heads peered
from sheltering windows and doorways to witness the butchering of the
poor Frenchman by the giant black.
Tarzan met the rush with the fighting smile that the joy of battle
always brought to his lips.
As the Negro closed upon him, steel muscles gripped the black wrist of
the uplifted knife-hand, and a single swift wrench left the hand
dangling below a broken bone.
With the pain and surprise, the madness left the black man, and as
Tarzan dropped back into his chair the fellow turned, crying with
agony, and dashed wildly toward the native village.
On another occasion as Tarzan and D'Arnot sat at dinner with a number
of other whites, the talk fell upon lions and lion hunting.
Opinion was divided as to the bravery of the king of beasts--some
maintaining that he was an arrant coward, but all agreeing that it was
with a feeling of greater security that they gripped their express
rifles when the monarch of the jungle roared about a camp at night.
D'Arnot and Tarzan had agreed that his past be kept secret, and so none
other than the French officer knew of the ape-man's familiarity with
the beasts of the jungle.
"Monsieur Tarzan has not expressed himself," said one of the party. "A
man of his prowess who has spent some time in Africa, as I understand
Monsieur Tarzan has, must have had experiences with lions--yes?"
"Some," replied Tarzan, dryly. "Enough to know that each of you are
right in your judgment of the characteristics of the lions--you have
met. But one might as well judge all blacks by the fellow who ran
amuck last week, or decide that all whites are cowards
When Virginia was present the conversation seemed always deftly guided from the subject of her father's immediate future, and.Page 19
They are a constant and growing menace to us all,.Page 22
The green foliage closed about him and the peaceful jungle gave no sign of the horrid brute that roamed its shadowed mazes.Page 27
Now that he had won her, what was he to do with her? He was but an adult child, with the brain and brawn of a man, and the ignorance and inexperience of the new-born.Page 30
"Out of the way, you--monstrosity," cried von Horn.Page 35
There was but one escape from the horrors of such a curse--the death of its author; and when Bududreen discovered that they had reached this point, and were even discussing the method of procedure, he added all that was needed to the dangerously smouldering embers of bloody mutiny by explaining that should anything happen to the white men he would become sole owner of their belongings, including the heavy chest, and that the reward of each member of the crew would be generous.Page 40
The truth of the matter was that he had come to suspect the motives of the first mate of the Ithaca, and not knowing of the great chest attributed them to Bududreen's desire to possess the girl for himself.Page 42
He laid his hand upon the knob.Page 47
He saw the white giant standing silently looking down upon the old man.Page 52
Together they cautiously crept back toward the palisade, not knowing at what moment they might come upon the savage enemy that had wrought such havoc among their forces, for von Horn believed the lascar's story that all had perished.Page 61
It would not allow me to revel in the coarse brutalities of von Horn--and I am sure that von Horn thinks he has a soul.Page 62
The creatures mumbled among themselves for a few minutes.Page 79
" Ninaka looked at her quizzically for a moment.Page 80
"Where is Muda Saffir?" Ninaka jerked his thumb toward the river.Page 87
The brief experience he had had with Number Thirteen during the fight in the bungalow had rather warmed his wrinkled old heart toward the friendless young giant, and he was a sufficiently good judge of human nature to be confident that the girl would be comparatively safe in his keeping.Page 102
the assistance of a rascally Malay who dwelt at Gunung Tebor, where he carried on a thriving trade with pirates.Page 105
Is it true?" "Yes," answered the man on shore.Page 116
But never before had he had to face a question where so much depended upon his answer.Page 121
As a matter-of-fact had it not been for the girl's evident concern he would have been glad to know that they were irretrievably lost; but for her sake his efforts to find the river were conscientious.Page 126
A faltering step she took toward it, and then to the horror of her father she sank upon her knees beside it and lifting the man's head in her arms covered the face with kisses.