therefore it is
not strange that Ko-tan should suspect that only the gods are thus. His
queen is dead leaving only a single daughter. He craves a son and what
more desirable than that he should found a line of rulers for
Pal-ul-don descended from the gods?"
"But I am already wed," cried Jane. "I cannot wed another. I do not
want him or his throne."
"Ko-tan is king," replied Ja-don simply as though that explained and
"You will not save me then?" she asked.
"If you were in Ja-lur," he replied, "I might protect you, even against
"What and where is Ja-lur?" she asked, grasping at any straw.
"It is the city where I rule," he answered. "I am chief there and of
all the valley beyond."
"Where is it?" she insisted, and "is it far?"
"No," he replied, smiling, "it is not far, but do not think of
that--you could never reach it. There are too many to pursue and
capture you. If you wish to know, however, it lies up the river that
empties into Jad-ben-lul whose waters kiss the walls of A-lur--up the
western fork it lies with water upon three sides. Impregnable city of
Pal-ul-don--alone of all the cities it has never been entered by a
foeman since it was built there while Jad-ben-Otho was a boy."
"And there I would be safe?" she asked.
"Perhaps," he replied.
Ah, dead Hope; upon what slender provocation would you seek to glow
again! She sighed and shook her head, realizing the inutility of
Hope--yet the tempting bait dangled before her mind's eye--Ja-lur!
"You are wise," commented Ja-don interpreting her sigh. "Come now, we
will go to the quarters of the princess beside the Forbidden Garden.
There you will remain with O-lo-a, the king's daughter. It will be
better than this prison you have occupied."
"And Ko-tan?" she asked, a shudder passing through her slender frame.
"There are ceremonies," explained Ja-don, "that may occupy several days
before you become queen, and one of them may be difficult of
arrangement." He laughed, then.
"What?" she asked.
"Only the high priest may perform the marriage ceremony for a king," he
"Delay!" she murmured; "blessed delay!" Tenacious indeed of life is
Hope even though it be reduced to cold and lifeless char--a veritable
"The King Is Dead!"
As they conversed Ja-don had led her down the stone stairway that leads
from the upper floors of the Temple of the Gryf to the chambers and the
corridors that honeycomb the rocky hills from which the temple and the
palace are hewn and now they passed from one to the other through
Close by were many trees bearing large, hard fruits and to one of these the ape-man swung with the agility of a squirrel.Page 14
He saw the forest god or demon rise from the vanquished foe, and placing a foot upon the still quivering carcass, raise his face to the moon and bay out a hideous cry that froze the ebbing blood in the veins of the witch-doctor.Page 19
Werper drew back in sudden fear of detection; but a second.Page 23
They blocked the way; they seized him, and though he fell, groveling upon his knees before them, begging for his life, they bound him and hurled him to the floor of the inner temple.Page 26
" Mugambi, although not born in Waziri, had been adopted into the tribe, which now contained no member more jealous of its traditions and its prowess than he.Page 30
Something struggled for recognition within his brain.Page 41
"What did they with 'Lady'?" asked one of the blacks.Page 42
What the Arab would now do with Lady Greystoke, in view of the mental affliction of her husband, Werper neither knew nor cared.Page 43
It was hopeless.Page 46
The Arab arose as his lieutenant entered.Page 59
Custom, duty and religious zeal might have commanded the union; but there could have been no love on La's part.Page 74
He saw white-robed figures, and half-naked blacks; but not once did he see one who resembled the stealer of the gems.Page 88
For an instant, as he had approached closer to her in the clearing where the Arabs had seized her, the subtle aroma which had first aroused his desires in the hut that had imprisoned her had fallen upon his nostrils, and told him that he had found the creature for whom he had developed so sudden and inexplicable a passion.Page 107
His reply was influenced by the fact that he had expended his last shot.Page 118
That devil there," and he pointed toward the body of Achmet Zek, "has terrorized the entire country.Page 123
Each hour his infatuation for her grew, until his desire to possess her gained almost the proportions of madness.Page 128
Again and again Werper struggled to draw his weapon.Page 133
Excited Arabs and blacks were running from all parts of the camp toward the silken tent of Mohammed Beyd, and when Werper entered he found a number of the raiders crowded about the corpse, now cold and stiff.Page 145
A score of times was her life menaced by charging lions, by plunging horses, or by the wildly fired bullets of the frightened troopers, yet there was no chance of escape, for now with the fiendish cunning of their kind, the tawny hunters commenced to circle about their prey, hemming them within a ring of mighty, yellow fangs, and sharp, long talons.Page 151
To remain was to court death.