he collected the various arm and leg ornaments
he had taken from the black warriors who had succumbed to his swift and
silent noose, and donned them all after the way he had seen them worn.
About his neck hung the golden chain from which depended the diamond
encrusted locket of his mother, the Lady Alice. At his back was a
quiver of arrows slung from a leathern shoulder belt, another piece of
loot from some vanquished black.
About his waist was a belt of tiny strips of rawhide fashioned by
himself as a support for the home-made scabbard in which hung his
father's hunting knife. The long bow which had been Kulonga's hung
over his left shoulder.
The young Lord Greystoke was indeed a strange and war-like figure, his
mass of black hair falling to his shoulders behind and cut with his
hunting knife to a rude bang upon his forehead, that it might not fall
before his eyes.
His straight and perfect figure, muscled as the best of the ancient
Roman gladiators must have been muscled, and yet with the soft and
sinuous curves of a Greek god, told at a glance the wondrous
combination of enormous strength with suppleness and speed.
A personification, was Tarzan of the Apes, of the primitive man, the
hunter, the warrior.
With the noble poise of his handsome head upon those broad shoulders,
and the fire of life and intelligence in those fine, clear eyes, he
might readily have typified some demigod of a wild and warlike bygone
people of his ancient forest.
But of these things Tarzan did not think. He was worried because he
had not clothing to indicate to all the jungle folks that he was a man
and not an ape, and grave doubt often entered his mind as to whether he
might not yet become an ape.
Was not hair commencing to grow upon his face? All the apes had hair
upon theirs but the black men were entirely hairless, with very few
True, he had seen pictures in his books of men with great masses of
hair upon lip and cheek and chin, but, nevertheless, Tarzan was afraid.
Almost daily he whetted his keen knife and scraped and whittled at his
young beard to eradicate this degrading emblem of apehood.
And so he learned to shave--rudely and painfully, it is true--but,
When he felt quite strong again, after his bloody battle with Terkoz,
Tarzan set off one morning towards Mbonga's village. He was moving
carelessly along a winding jungle trail, instead of making his progress
through the trees, when
"Death is it that appalls you? That is nothing by comparison with the loss the world must suffer.Page 5
"One estimates it thirty miles, because the internal heat, increasing at the rate of about one degree to each sixty to seventy feet depth, would be sufficient to fuse the most refractory substances at that distance beneath the surface.Page 19
Take the great beast which attacked us, for example.Page 28
Again the weary and apparently interminable marching became a perfect nightmare of horrors to me.Page 40
They jabbed us with their spears and struck at us with the hatchets at the least provocation, and at no provocation at all.Page 49
What was in his mind I.Page 52
we touched the pretty, level beach Ja leaped out and I followed him.Page 53
The entrances to the house were through small apertures in the bases of the trees and thence upward by rude ladders through the hollow trunks to the rooms above.Page 55
a few paces and then began to ascend a primitive ladder similar to that which leads from the ground to the upper stories of his house.Page 56
Now the water was at her waist; now her armpits.Page 60
I knew that the island was not so large but that I could easily find the sea if I did but move in a straight line, but there came the difficulty as there was no way in which I could direct my course and hold it, the sun, of course, being always directly above my head, and the trees so thickly set that I could see no distant object.Page 77
At last the head of the tribunal communicated the result of their conference to the officer in charge of the Sagoth guard.Page 80
There was but a single entrance leading from the place into the avenue and this was well guarded by Sagoths--this doorway alone were we forbidden to pass.Page 83
It is with no sense of shame that I admit that I was frightened--never before in my life, nor since, did I experience any such agony of soulsearing fear and suspense as enveloped me.Page 86
XIII THE SLY ONE The Sagoths were gaining on us rapidly, for once they had sighted us they had greatly increased their speed.Page 97
For a while I kept still.Page 98
I had hoped that Dian would have a kind word to say to me before she went, for she must have known that I was going to my death for her sake; but she never even so much as bid me good-bye, and it was with a heavy heart that I strode through the flower-bespangled grass to my doom.Page 100
Down went that great mountain of flesh sprawling upon the ground.Page 109
After a journey which was, for Pellucidar, quite uneventful, we came to the first of the Sarian villages which consists of between one and two hundred artificial caves cut into the face of a great cliff.Page 111
The Sagoths advanced steadily with menacing spears, and I let them come until they were within easy bowshot before I gave the word to fire.