the occupants of the
other canoe, and it was this volley and the scream of the terrified
native woman in the canoe with Mugambi that both Tarzan and Jane had
Before the slower and less skilled paddlers in Mugambi's canoe could
press their advantage and effect a boarding of the enemy the latter had
turned swiftly down-stream and were paddling for their lives in the
direction of the Kincaid, which was now visible to them.
The vessel after striking upon the bar had swung loose again into a
slow-moving eddy, which returns up-stream close to the southern shore
of the Ugambi only to circle out once more and join the downward flow a
hundred yards or so farther up. Thus the Kincaid was returning Jane
Clayton directly into the hands of her enemies.
It so happened that as Tarzan sprang into the river the vessel was not
visible to him, and as he swam out into the night he had no idea that a
ship drifted so close at hand. He was guided by the sounds which he
could hear coming from the two canoes.
As he swam he had vivid recollections of the last occasion upon which
he had swum in the waters of the Ugambi, and with them a sudden shudder
shook the frame of the giant.
But, though he twice felt something brush his legs from the slimy
depths below him, nothing seized him, and of a sudden he quite forgot
about crocodiles in the astonishment of seeing a dark mass loom
suddenly before him where he had still expected to find the open river.
So close was it that a few strokes brought him up to the thing, when to
his amazement his outstretched hand came in contact with a ship's side.
As the agile ape-man clambered over the vessel's rail there came to his
sensitive ears the sound of a struggle at the opposite side of the deck.
Noiselessly he sped across the intervening space.
The moon had risen now, and, though the sky was still banked with
clouds, a lesser darkness enveloped the scene than that which had
blotted out all sight earlier in the night. His keen eyes, therefore,
saw the figures of two men grappling with a woman.
That it was the woman who had accompanied Anderssen toward the interior
he did not know, though he suspected as much, as he was now quite
certain that this was the deck of the Kincaid upon which chance had led
But he wasted little time in idle speculation. There was a woman in
With a loud roar, Black Michael attracted the attention of the others, and, pointing to Lord and Lady Greystoke, cried: "These here are my friends, and they are to be left alone.Page 28
He could drop twenty feet at a stretch from limb to limb in rapid descent to the ground, or he could gain the utmost pinnacle of the loftiest tropical giant with the ease and swiftness of a squirrel.Page 33
Finally he stumbled upon the right combination, and the door swung creakingly open before his astonished eyes.Page 47
The body of Tublat lay where it had fallen, for the people of Kerchak do not eat their own dead.Page 67
So close was she now that the ape-man felt the animal warmth of her naked body.Page 84
"Read it out loud, you blithering old idiot.Page 85
"You damned coward," cried the young man.Page 100
was gone.Page 103
"Lordy, how good that sounds! When you're human, Ark, I love you; but somehow it seems as though you had forgotten how to be human for the last twenty years.Page 108
"'Let the dead past bury its dead.Page 114
In the front room were the three men; the two older deep in argument, while the younger, tilted back against the wall on an improvised stool, was deeply engrossed in reading one of Tarzan's books.Page 128
It seemed an age to him, as to those who waited breathlessly behind, ere he reached the great pile of dry branches and underbrush.Page 130
Even the poor devil who had waved the single despairing signal of distress had lapsed into unconsciousness before he had learned whether it had availed or not.Page 131
On the following morning it was seen that one of the corpses had been partially devoured.Page 138
He removed his hunting knife from its sheath and handed it to her hilt first, again motioning her into the bower.Page 152
may come to us.Page 159
He passed above the sinuous body of Sabor, the lioness, going in the opposite direction--toward the cabin, thought Tarzan.Page 182
"He has been hanging about for months.Page 186
At length she gave in from sheer loathing of the continued and hateful importuning.Page 191
You will be happier without me.