the sailor. "If you get funny I may change my
mind, and keep you here after all."
Now Paulvitch had no intention of permitting himself to fall into the
hands of Tarzan of the Apes if he could possibly avoid it, and while
the terrors of the jungle appalled him they were, to his mind,
infinitely preferable to the certain death which he knew he merited and
for which he might look at the hands of the ape-man.
"Is anyone sleeping in my cabin?" he asked.
The sailor shook his head. "No," he said; "Lord and Lady Greystoke
have the captain's cabin. The mate is in his own, and there ain't no
one in yours."
"I'll go and get my valuables for you," said Paulvitch.
"I'll go with you to see that you don't try any funny business," said
the sailor, and he followed the Russian up the ladder to the deck.
At the cabin entrance the sailor halted to watch, permitting Paulvitch
to go alone to his cabin. Here he gathered together his few belongings
that were to buy him the uncertain safety of escape, and as he stood
for a moment beside the little table on which he had piled them he
searched his brain for some feasible plan either to ensure his safety
or to bring revenge upon his enemies.
And presently as he thought there recurred to his memory the little
black box which lay hidden in a secret receptacle beneath a false top
upon the table where his hand rested.
The Russian's face lighted to a sinister gleam of malevolent
satisfaction as he stooped and felt beneath the table top. A moment
later he withdrew from its hiding-place the thing he sought. He had
lighted the lantern swinging from the beams overhead that he might see
to collect his belongings, and now he held the black box well in the
rays of the lamplight, while he fingered at the clasp that fastened its
The lifted cover revealed two compartments within the box. In one was
a mechanism which resembled the works of a small clock. There also was
a little battery of two dry cells. A wire ran from the clockwork to
one of the poles of the battery, and from the other pole through the
partition into the other compartment, a second wire returning directly
to the clockwork.
Whatever lay within the second compartment was not visible, for a cover
lay over it and appeared to be sealed in place by asphaltum. In the
bottom of the box, beside
Little did either dream of what both were destined to pass through before they should meet again, or the far-distant--but why anticipate? For ten minutes after the ape-man had left her Jane Clayton walked restlessly back and forth across the silken rugs of the library.Page 6
Clear and shrill from the deck above him rang the scream of a frightened woman.Page 15
The little audience of fierce anthropoids heard the creaking of their king's neck mingling with his agonized shrieks and hideous roaring.Page 16
The ape-man knew that he might expect an immediate attack on the part of that particular surviving bull-ape who felt himself best fitted to contend for the kingship of the tribe.Page 27
Tarzan let the tree fall back to earth, and the two beasts turned to look upon one another.Page 33
Mugambi, on his part, clung closely to Tarzan, so that the ape-man could scarce control his laughter at the pitiable condition to which the chief's fear had reduced him; but at length the white took the great cat by the scruff of the neck and, dragging it quite close to the Wagambi, slapped it sharply upon the nose each time that it.Page 39
There was no beating of tom-toms now, nor blare of native.Page 40
Kaviri's own canoe went in advance of the others a short distance, and as it rounded a sharp bend in the river where the swift current bore it rapidly on its way it came suddenly upon the thing that Kaviri sought.Page 65
The blacks were returning.Page 73
The Russian was attempting to make travel as difficult as possible for him by turning the natives against him in superstitious fear.Page 79
They had commenced to make a little better progress when.Page 97
He saw that he could easily reach the bow of the boat before it cleared the shore, and then it would not be necessary to make promises of any sort.Page 103
In a moment more, Jane realized, she would be swept beyond the steamer, and then, unless they lowered a boat to rescue her, she would be carried far out to sea by the current and the swift ebb tide that was running.Page 108
That the Kincaid or other ship lay at anchor but a hundred yards from him he did not dream, for no light showed on board the steamer.Page 112
It seemed that she had been fleeing from marriage with an old man she loathed and had taken refuge for the night in the canoe she had found upon the river's edge.Page 118
That was before he had sold them out for immunity and gold to the police of Petrograd.Page 121
Again he stretched and yawned, glanced up at the river-bank, shrugged his shoulders, and lay down in the bottom of his canoe for a little nap before he plunged into the jungle after the prey he had come forth to hunt.Page 136
Schneider and his companion started as nervously as though a ghost had risen before them.Page 137
They marched straight to the tent in which they might expect to find him at that hour of the day, for though it would have been more comfortable for the entire party to remain aboard the ship, they had mutually decided that it would be safer for all concerned were they to pitch their camp ashore.Page 142
He saw it turn toward the east and finally disappear around a headland on its way he knew not whither.