the shelter of their huts. Like frightened sheep they
ran, and behind them, driving them as sheep might be driven, came
Tarzan and Sheeta and the hideous apes of Akut.
Presently Tarzan stood before Kaviri, the old quiet smile upon his lips.
"Your people have returned, my brother," he said, "and now you may
select those who are to accompany me and paddle my canoe."
Tremblingly Kaviri tottered to his feet, calling to his people to come
from their huts; but none responded to his summons.
"Tell them," suggested Tarzan, "that if they do not come I shall send
my people in after them."
Kaviri did as he was bid, and in an instant the entire population of
the village came forth, their wide and frightened eyes rolling from one
to another of the savage creatures that wandered about the village
Quickly Kaviri designated a dozen warriors to accompany Tarzan. The
poor fellows went almost white with terror at the prospect of close
contact with the panther and the apes in the narrow confines of the
canoes; but when Kaviri explained to them that there was no
escape--that Bwana Tarzan would pursue them with his grim horde should
they attempt to run away from the duty--they finally went gloomily down
to the river and took their places in the canoe.
It was with a sigh of relief that their chieftain saw the party
disappear about a headland a short distance up-river.
For three days the strange company continued farther and farther into
the heart of the savage country that lies on either side of the almost
unexplored Ugambi. Three of the twelve warriors deserted during that
time; but as several of the apes had finally learned the secret of the
paddles, Tarzan felt no dismay because of the loss.
As a matter of fact, he could have travelled much more rapidly on
shore, but he believed that he could hold his own wild crew together to
better advantage by keeping them to the boat as much as possible.
Twice a day they landed to hunt and feed, and at night they slept upon
the bank of the mainland or on one of the numerous little islands that
dotted the river.
Before them the natives fled in alarm, so that they found only deserted
villages in their path as they proceeded. Tarzan was anxious to get
in touch with some of the savages who dwelt upon the river's banks, but
so far he had been unable to do so.
Finally he decided to take to the land himself, leaving his company to
"Death is it that appalls you? That is nothing by comparison with the loss the world must suffer.Page 6
My thoughts were filled with vain regrets.Page 18
For two hundred and fifty miles our prospector bore us through the crust beneath our outer world.Page 25
It remained there and no greater trophy was placed beside it.Page 26
Most of his remarks were directed toward Dian the Beautiful.Page 28
What the Sly One's intention was I paused not to inquire; but instead, before he could lay hold of her with his other hand, I placed a right to the point of his jaw that felled him in his tracks.Page 31
Dian is the daughter of kings, though her father is no longer king since the sadok tossed him and Jubal the Ugly One wrested his kingship from him.Page 40
These were the reserved seats, the boxes of the elect.Page 46
Behind me no sign of pursuit developed, before me I saw no living thing.Page 47
I felt myself a second Adam wending my lonely way through the childhood of a world, searching for my Eve, and at the thought there rose before my mind's eye the exquisite outlines of a perfect face surmounted by a loose pile of wondrous, raven hair.Page 55
We have opportunity, and little else.Page 59
Fortunately the tank was deep at this point, and I suffered no injury from the fall, but as I was rising to the surface my mind filled with the horrors of my position as I thought of the terrible doom which awaited me the moment the eyes of the reptiles fell upon the creature that had disturbed their slumber.Page 60
A little effort proved sufficient to dislodge enough of these stones to permit me to crawl through into the clearing, and a moment later I had scurried across the intervening space to the dense jungle beyond.Page 64
I thought of Perry--how he would wonder what had become of me.Page 66
He would not listen to any thanks for his attempt to save me, which had come so near miscarrying.Page 70
We know this because when graves are opened we find that the bodies have been partially or entirely borne off.Page 83
Tiny holes punctured in the baggy throats into which our heads were thrust permitted us to see well enough to guide our progress.Page 85
It was the long-expected pursuit.Page 96
I seized her hand, nor did I lift it above her head and let it fall in token of release.Page 103
She was lying upon her face on the pile of grasses I had gathered for her bed.