surface I saw
pictured a sight that caused me to whisper:
"Move not, Tars Tarkas! Move not a muscle!"
He did not ask why, but stood like a graven image while my eyes watched
the strange thing that meant so much to us.
What I saw was the quick movement of a section of the wall behind me.
It was turning upon pivots, and with it a section of the floor directly
in front of it was turning. It was as though you placed a
visiting-card upon end on a silver dollar that you had laid flat upon a
table, so that the edge of the card perfectly bisected the surface of
The card might represent the section of the wall that turned and the
silver dollar the section of the floor. Both were so nicely fitted
into the adjacent portions of the floor and wall that no crack had been
noticeable in the dim light of the chamber.
As the turn was half completed a great beast was revealed sitting upon
its haunches upon that part of the revolving floor that had been on the
opposite side before the wall commenced to move; when the section
stopped, the beast was facing toward me on our side of the
partition--it was very simple.
But what had interested me most was the sight that the half-turned
section had presented through the opening that it had made. A great
chamber, well lighted, in which were several men and women chained to
the wall, and in front of them, evidently directing and operating the
movement of the secret doorway, a wicked-faced man, neither red as are
the red men of Mars, nor green as are the green men, but white, like
myself, with a great mass of flowing yellow hair.
The prisoners behind him were red Martians. Chained with them were a
number of fierce beasts, such as had been turned upon us, and others
equally as ferocious.
As I turned to meet my new foe it was with a heart considerably
"Watch the wall at your end of the chamber, Tars Tarkas," I cautioned,
"it is through secret doorways in the wall that the brutes are loosed
upon us." I was very close to him and spoke in a low whisper that my
knowledge of their secret might not be disclosed to our tormentors.
As long as we remained each facing an opposite end of the apartment no
further attacks were made upon us, so it was quite clear to me that the
partitions were in some way pierced that our
He resumed his former position, and presently he was aware that she had arisen and was leaving the deck.Page 13
The man remained silent, scowling.Page 15
" "Your husband?" repeated Tarzan questioningly.Page 41
" Rokoff looked up from his writing with an ugly scowl upon his face.Page 65
Porter, Miss Porter, and that enormous black woman, Miss Porter's maid--Esmeralda, you will recall.Page 69
After camping at Djelfa for two days the column moved.Page 74
Again he was Tarzan of the Apes--every sense alert against the chance of surprise by some jungle enemy--yet treading lightly and with head erect, in proud consciousness of his might.Page 80
They are tethered not far from here.Page 81
The lion was advancing slowly toward Tarzan, his nose to the ground, like a challenging bull, his tail extended now and quivering as though with intense excitement.Page 88
"You left Bou Saada early?" questioned the officer.Page 100
" The captain ordered an immediate and thorough search of the entire ship from stem to stern--no nook or cranny was to be overlooked.Page 123
A two hours' march brought them close to the vicinity in which the elephants had been seen the previous day.Page 139
We shall not harm you.Page 146
Do you quite clearly grasp my meaning?" Jane Porter, who had overheard, was horrified.Page 159
Her voice was soft and musical--Tarzan could scarce realize that its possessor in a moment more would be transformed by the fanatical ecstasy of religious zeal into a wild-eyed and bloodthirsty executioner, who, with dripping knife, would be the first to drink her victim's red, warm blood from the little golden cup that stood upon the altar.Page 160
The man's voice rose louder and louder.Page 166
The girl opened her eyes, looking up at him for a long time before she could recall her surroundings.Page 172
Clayton had been into the jungle a few hundred yards in search of food.Page 193
Why, sir, I haven't had a piece of mail in weeks.Page 206
Chapter 26 The Passing of the Ape-Man The next morning they set out upon the short journey to Tarzan's cabin.