he replied. "Each is
sworn to loyalty and secrecy, nor were enough recruited from a single
district to cause suspicion."
"Good!" I cried. "Each has done his duty, and now, Kantos Kan, may we
not repair at once to Hastor and get under way before to-morrow's sun?"
"We should lose no time, Prince," replied Kantos Kan. "Already the
people of Hastor are questioning the purpose of so great a fleet fully
manned with fighting-men. I wonder much that word of it has not before
reached Zat Arras. A cruiser awaits above at your own dock; let us
leave at--" A fusillade of shots from the palace gardens just without
cut short his further words.
Together we rushed to the balcony in time to see a dozen members of my
palace guard disappear in the shadows of some distant shrubbery as in
pursuit of one who fled. Directly beneath us upon the scarlet sward a
handful of guardsmen were stooping above a still and prostrate form.
While we watched they lifted the figure in their arms and at my command
bore it to the audience chamber where we had been in council. When
they stretched the body at our feet we saw that it was that of a red
man in the prime of life--his metal was plain, such as common soldiers
wear, or those who wish to conceal their identity.
"Another of Zat Arras' spies," said Hor Vastus.
"So it would seem," I replied, and then to the guard: "You may remove
"Wait!" said Xodar. "If you will, Prince, ask that a cloth and a
little thoat oil be brought."
I nodded to one of the soldiers, who left the chamber, returning
presently with the things that Xodar had requested. The black kneeled
beside the body and, dipping a corner of the cloth in the thoat oil,
rubbed for a moment on the dead face before him. Then he turned to me
with a smile, pointing to his work. I looked and saw that where Xodar
had applied the thoat oil the face was white, as white as mine, and
then Xodar seized the black hair of the corpse and with a sudden wrench
tore it all away, revealing a hairless pate beneath.
Guardsmen and nobles pressed close about the silent witness upon the
marble floor. Many were the exclamations of astonishment and
questioning wonder as Xodar's acts confirmed the suspicion which he had
"A thern!" whispered Tars Tarkas.
"Worse than that, I fear," replied Xodar. "But let us see."
With that he drew
Without hesitating to question those within, the ape-man threw his giant shoulder against the frail panel, and in a shower of splintered wood he entered the cabin, dragging Rokoff after him.Page 17
And so I am as happy to think of.Page 55
The maddened horde within the cafe were now rushing out in pursuit of their quarry.Page 57
A few remained in the street below, smoking and talking.Page 83
They had come this far on their way home, and with the cause of their fear no longer present had stopped to feed.Page 100
" "Was he acquainted with any of the other passengers?" "Only as he had been with me--through the circumstance of casual meeting as fellow shipmates.Page 110
His first conscious sensation was of thirst, which grew almost to the proportions of suffering with full returning consciousness; but a moment later it was forgotten in the joy of two almost simultaneous discoveries.Page 112
For an hour he waited.Page 116
The warrior realized in an instant that he owed his life to this strange white man, and he also saw that only a miracle could save his preserver from those fierce yellow fangs that had been so near to his own flesh.Page 136
Making a trumpet of his hands, he called loudly in the Arab tongue: "Do not fire the huts, or we shall kill you all! Do not fire the huts, or we shall kill you all!" A dozen times he repeated it.Page 142
When the girl realized that they had become separated from the other boats she was filled with alarm.Page 144
Weak and hopeless, the entire party lay beneath.Page 161
Then that happened which Tarzan had witnessed a hundred times before among the wild denizens of his own savage jungle.Page 169
"I do not believe you," she cried, but nevertheless the seed of suspicion was sown, for she knew that Hazel Strong had known her forest god only as John Caldwell, of London.Page 188
The ape-man felt quite contented with his new lot.Page 189
" "Did she seem to be one of the tribe, or was she a prisoner?" "They dragged her along--sometimes by an arm--sometimes by the long hair that grew upon her head; and always they kicked and beat her.Page 193
"Monsieur Thuran had become a very dear friend," she said.Page 202
"It must be that I am dreaming, and that I shall awaken in a moment to see that awful knife descending toward my heart--kiss me, dear, just once before I lose my dream forever.Page 204
"There are few friends in the jungle," he remarked dryly.Page 206
Then Tarzan of the Apes drew a fold of the ulster across the upturned face.