had it been
Sabor who had thus dragged him from his perch the outcome might have
been very different, for he would have lost his life, doubtless, into
It took him many days to braid a new rope, but when, finally, it was
done he went forth purposely to hunt, and lie in wait among the dense
foliage of a great branch right above the well-beaten trail that led to
Several small animals passed unharmed beneath him. He did not want
such insignificant game. It would take a strong animal to test the
efficacy of his new scheme.
At last came she whom Tarzan sought, with lithe sinews rolling beneath
shimmering hide; fat and glossy came Sabor, the lioness.
Her great padded feet fell soft and noiseless on the narrow trail. Her
head was high in ever alert attention; her long tail moved slowly in
sinuous and graceful undulations.
Nearer and nearer she came to where Tarzan of the Apes crouched upon
his limb, the coils of his long rope poised ready in his hand.
Like a thing of bronze, motionless as death, sat Tarzan. Sabor passed
beneath. One stride beyond she took--a second, a third, and then the
silent coil shot out above her.
For an instant the spreading noose hung above her head like a great
snake, and then, as she looked upward to detect the origin of the
swishing sound of the rope, it settled about her neck. With a quick
jerk Tarzan snapped the noose tight about the glossy throat, and then
he dropped the rope and clung to his support with both hands.
Sabor was trapped.
With a bound the startled beast turned into the jungle, but Tarzan was
not to lose another rope through the same cause as the first. He had
learned from experience. The lioness had taken but half her second
bound when she felt the rope tighten about her neck; her body turned
completely over in the air and she fell with a heavy crash upon her
back. Tarzan had fastened the end of the rope securely to the trunk of
the great tree on which he sat.
Thus far his plan had worked to perfection, but when he grasped the
rope, bracing himself behind a crotch of two mighty branches, he found
that dragging the mighty, struggling, clawing, biting, screaming mass
of iron-muscled fury up to the tree and hanging her was a very
The weight of old Sabor was immense, and when she braced her huge paws
nothing less than Tantor, the elephant, himself, could
"I've tried two or three times to go straight.Page 20
Evidently he was a poor young man.Page 27
Gad! but it's beastly that a regular life-sized man should be selling stockings to women for a living, or rather for a fraction of a living.Page 42
"Hello, kiddo!" he said.Page 46
" At ten o'clock Monday Jimmy was at Young Brophy's training quarters, for, although he had not forgotten Harriet Holden's invitation, he had never seriously considered availing himself of her offer to help him to a better position.Page 49
He was merely angry at the unnecessary punishment that had been inflicted.Page 52
Possibly you don't realize it yourself, but you show it to any one who knows you.Page 58
" "I suppose," said Jimmy, "that it's the feminine of hunch.Page 61
We are taking all the work that we can possibly handle at the highest prices we have ever received, and yet our profits are not at all commensurate with the volume of business.Page 62
You see, my hunch was all right.Page 86
Whatever Murray did was no business of his.Page 89
"Where's de place?" "Dat I can't tell you until the day we're ready to pull off de job.Page 93
Some one was tiptoeing across the floor above.Page 101
She had waited but a short time when another taxi swung in.Page 104
Edith Hudson spent a restless night, and early in the morning, as early as she thought she could reach him, she called the office of Jimmy's attorney.Page 108
THE VERDICT.Page 109
"When I gets in Compton's office where the safe is I flashes my light and the first thing I sees is Compton's body on the floor beside his desk.Page 110
" "You say this man that came downstairs stopped and lighted a cigarette before he left the building.Page 111
"Dear little girl," he said, "you are not going to die.