has done me a great wrong. Tell
Ja-don that Jad-ben-Otho is upon his side, nor do you forget to tell
him also that it was the Dor-ul-Otho who thwarted Lu-don's plan to
seize the palace."
"I will not forget," replied the chief. "Go your way. We are enough to
overpower the traitors."
"Tell me," asked Tarzan, "how I may know this city of Tu-lur?"
"It lies upon the south shore of the second lake below A-lur," replied
the chief, "the lake that is called Jad-in-lul."
They were now approaching the band of traitors, who evidently thought
that this was another contingent of their own party since they made no
effort either toward defense or retreat. Suddenly the chief raised his
voice in a savage war cry that was immediately taken up by his
followers, and simultaneously, as though the cry were a command, the
entire party broke into a mad charge upon the surprised rebels.
Satisfied with the outcome of his suddenly conceived plan and sure that
it would work to the disadvantage of Lu-don, Tarzan turned into a side
street and pointed his steps toward the outskirts of the city in search
of the trail that led southward toward Tu-lur.
As Mo-sar carried Jane Clayton from the palace of Ko-tan, the king, the
woman struggled incessantly to regain her freedom. He tried to compel
her to walk, but despite his threats and his abuse she would not
voluntarily take a single step in the direction in which he wished her
to go. Instead she threw herself to the ground each time he sought to
place her upon her feet, and so of necessity he was compelled to carry
her though at last he tied her hands and gagged her to save himself
from further lacerations, for the beauty and slenderness of the woman
belied her strength and courage. When he came at last to where his men
had gathered he was glad indeed to turn her over to a couple of
stalwart warriors, but these too were forced to carry her since
Mo-sar's fear of the vengeance of Ko-tan's retainers would brook no
And thus they came down out of the hills from which A-lur is carved, to
the meadows that skirt the lower end of Jad-ben-lul, with Jane Clayton
carried between two of Mo-sar's men. At the edge of the lake lay a
fleet of strong canoes, hollowed from the trunks of trees, their bows
and sterns carved in the semblance of grotesque beasts or birds and
vividly colored by some master in that primitive school of art, which
fortunately is not without
"It is because I love you, my princess," she said softly.Page 20
"I sail at once upon the Vanator," he said, "in search of Tara of Helium who is thought to have been carried away upon a one-man flier by the storm.Page 26
She could find the stream in the dark, by the simple expedient of going down hill until she walked into it and she had seen that bearing trees and many crops grew throughout the valley, so that she would pass food in plenty ere she reached the stream.Page 58
It was not like the eyes.Page 67
The beast, possibly disconcerted by the novelty of its position, did not charge.Page 69
He might kill Luud; but what would that profit him? Another king would be loosed from his sealed chamber and Ghek would be killed.Page 70
"Luud is my king.Page 79
Development of the brain should not be the sum total of human endeavor.Page 85
He could have seized her in his arms and crushed her to him.Page 94
CHAPTER XI THE CHOICE OF TARA The dazzling sunlight of Barsoom clothed Manator in an aureole of splendor as the girl and her captors rode into the city through The Gate of Enemies.Page 113
"Hurry!" whispered the slave girl.Page 128
"Go! Go!" whispered the kaldane.Page 137
I might not have you elsewhere in Manator, but here there is none to deny old I-Gos.Page 149
Before his love, however, came her safety and the former must be relegated to the background until the latter had been achieved.Page 150
Another move and the game would be lost to Gahan unless the Orange Odwar was overthrown, or Tara moved to a position of safety; but to move his Princess now would be to admit his belief in the superiority of the Orange.Page 154
O-Tar the jeddak had not enjoyed the afternoon.Page 168
And if you love me as you say, Turan, your love must protect me from greater dishonor, for I am but as clay in your hands.Page 185
He moved a step farther into the doorway and the scabbard of his sword scraped against the stone frame.Page 195
"It is not a lie and I can prove it," retorted I-Gos.Page 198
I have spoken.