stern, and what was a Chinaman doing
perched there upon the bow?
The prahu was nearly opposite him before he recognized Professor Maxon
and von Horn as the white men of the little island. He wondered how
much they knew of his part in the raid upon their encampment.
Bududreen had told him much concerning the doctor, and as Muda Saffir
recalled the fact that von Horn was anxious to possess himself of both
the treasure and the girl he guessed that he would be safe in the man's
hands so long as he could hold out promises of turning one or the other
over to him; and so, as he was tired of squatting upon the
uncomfortable bank and was very hungry, he arose and hailed the passing
His men recognized his voice immediately and as they knew nothing of
the defection of any of their fellows, turned the boat's prow toward
shore without waiting for the command from von Horn. The latter,
fearing treachery, sprang to his feet with raised rifle, but when one
of the paddlers explained that it was the Rajah Muda Saffir who hailed
them and that he was alone von Horn permitted them to draw nearer the
shore, though he continued to stand ready to thwart any attempted
treachery and warned both the professor and Sing to be on guard.
As the prahu's nose touched the bank Muda Saffir stepped aboard and
with many protestations of gratitude explained that he had fallen
overboard from his own prahu the night before and that evidently his
followers thought him drowned, since none of his boats had returned to
search for him. Scarcely had the Malay seated himself before von Horn
began questioning him in the rajah's native tongue, not a word of which
was intelligible to Professor Maxon. Sing, however, was as familiar
with it as was von Horn.
"Where are the girl and the treasure?" he asked.
"What girl, Tuan Besar?" inquired the wily Malay innocently. "And what
treasure? The white man speaks in riddles."
"Come, come," cried von Horn impatiently. "Let us have no foolishness.
You know perfectly well what I mean--it will go far better with you if
we work together as friends. I want the girl--if she is unharmed--and
I will divide the treasure with you if you will help me to obtain them;
otherwise you shall have no part of either. What do you say? Shall we
be friends or enemies?"
"The girl and the treasure were both stolen from me by a rascally
panglima, Ninaka," said Muda
THE OUTLAW OF TORN By Edgar Rice Burroughs To My Friend JOSEPH E.Page 10
"Come, My Lord Prince," urged De Vac, "methinks the butterfly did but alight without the wall, we can have it and return within the garden in an instant.Page 14
the dock and, gathering the sleeping child in his arms, stood listening, preparatory to mounting to the alley which led to old Til's place.Page 20
" The boy made no reply, but he thought a great deal about that which he had seen.Page 40
On this policy of his toward the serfs and freedmen, Norman of Torn and the grim, old man whom he called father had never agreed.Page 44
"That I be," replied the girl, "an' from your face I take it you have little love for a De Montfort," she added, smiling.Page 50
It was this same influence, though, which won for Father Claude his only enemy in Torn; the little, grim, gray, old man whose sole aim in life seemed to have been to smother every finer instinct of chivalry and manhood in the boy, to whose training he had devoted the past nineteen years of his life.Page 53
"His friends are from the ranks of the lowly, but so too were the friends and followers of our Dear Lord Jesus; so that shall be more greatly to his honor than had he preyed upon the already unfortunate.Page 56
His red, bloated face, bleary eyes and bulbous nose bespoke the manner of his life; while his thick lips, the lower hanging large and flabby over his receding chin, indicated the base passions to which his life and been given.Page 60
" "Who be ye?" cried Bertrade de Montfort, her mind still dazed from the effects of her fall.Page 77
No, you may not be angry so long as I do not tell you all this.Page 81
Nearly a year had elapsed since that day when he had held the fair form of Bertrade de Montfort in his arms, and in all that time he had heard no word from her.Page 82
" "If that be the case," said Norman of Torn, "we shall have war and fighting in real earnest ere many months.Page 89
Torn," and was unsigned.Page 113
"I am tired, Father," said the outlaw as he threw himself upon his accustomed bench.Page 114
" Until the following Spring, Norman of Torn continued to occupy himself with occasional pillages against the royalists of the surrounding counties, and his patrols.Page 116
" That same spring evening in the year 1264, a messenger drew rein before the walls of Torn and, to the challenge of the watch, cried: "A royal messenger from His Illustrious Majesty, Henry, by the grace of God, King of England, Lord of Ireland, Duke of Aquitaine, to Norman of Torn, Open, in the name of the King!" Norman of Torn directed that the King's messenger be admitted, and the knight was quickly ushered into the great hall of the castle.Page 144
"His life was clean, thine be rotten; he was loyal to his friends and to the downtrodden, ye be traitors at heart, all; and ever be ye trampling upon.Page 146
"Quick, Henry, our son lives!" Bertrade de Montfort had regained consciousness almost before Philip of France had raised her from the floor, and she stood now, leaning on his arm, watching with wide, questioning eyes the strange scene being enacted at her feet.Page 150
reasons of clarity: "chid" to "chide" "sword play" to "swordplay" "subtile" to "subtle".