and that the wealth which he had been detailed to guard had
been taken while he slept, he tore his hair and promised that the sentry
should be shot at dawn.
By the time they had returned to the street all the male population of
Cuivaca was there and most of the female.
"One-thousand dollars," cried the bank president, "to the man who stops
the thief and returns to me what the villain has stolen."
A detachment of soldiers was in the saddle and passing the bank as the
offer was made.
"Which way did he go?" asked the captain. "Did no one see him leave?"
Bridge was upon the point of saying that he had seen him and that he had
ridden north, when it occurred to him that a thousand dollars--even a
thousand dollars Mex--was a great deal of money, and that it would carry
both himself and Billy to Rio and leave something for pleasure beside.
Then up spoke a tall, thin man with the skin of a coffee bean.
"I saw him, Senor Capitan," he cried. "He kept his horse in my corral,
and at night he came and took it out saying that he was riding to visit
a senorita. He fooled me, the scoundrel; but I will tell you--he rode
south. I saw him ride south with my own eyes."
"Then we shall have him before morning," cried the captain, "for there
is but one place to the south where a robber would ride, and he has not
had sufficient start of us that he can reach safety before we overhaul
him. Forward! March!" and the detachment moved down the narrow street.
"Trot! March!" And as they passed the store: "Gallop! March!"
Bridge almost ran the length of the street to the corral. His pony must
be rested by now, and a few miles to the north the gringo whose capture
meant a thousand dollars to Bridge was on the road to liberty.
"I hate to do it," thought Bridge; "because, even if he is a bank
robber, he's an American; but I need the money and in all probability
the fellow is a scoundrel who should have been hanged long ago."
Over the trail to the north rode Captain Billy Byrne, secure in the
belief that no pursuit would develop until after the opening hour of
the bank in the morning, by which time he would be halfway on his return
journey to Pesita's camp.
"Ol' man Pesita'll be some surprised when I show him what I got for
him," mused Billy. "Say!" he exclaimed suddenly and aloud,
He was big enough to admit it and admire it even in a German spy, but he saw that in this case it only added to her resourcefulness and made her all the more dangerous and the necessity for putting her out of the way paramount.Page 65
" Tarzan searched him and found the trinket.Page 83
A slow smile touched his lips--that and a slight movement of his head betokened that he understood.Page 88
"I am Tarzan of the Apes!" cried the ape-man.Page 93
Here he was soon the center of an excited mob whose intent seemed to be to dispatch him as quickly as possible.Page 97
Bertha Kircher, however, was nothing if not feminine and she soon found that having someone to talk to who would not talk was extremely irksome.Page 103
It was evident that the new prisoner was himself as much a savage as his captors if apparel and weapons were any criterion by which to judge; yet it was also equally evident that he was a white man and from his well-shaped head and clean-cut features that he was not one of those unhappy halfwits who so often revert.Page 118
"Cannot we help him before the beast kills him?" The Englishman looked upon the ground for some missile with which to attack the panther and then the girl uttered an exclamation and started at a run toward the hut.Page 121
We could not go away like that without thanking him or bidding him farewell.Page 133
Tarzan's conscience was troubling him, which accounted for the fact that he compared himself to a weak, old woman, for the ape-man, reared in savagery and inured to hardships and cruelty, disliked to admit any of the gentler traits that in reality were his birthright.Page 134
for several miles.Page 135
They saw him take a long grass rope from about his shoulders as he ran.Page 149
He tried to convince himself that Tarzan was mistaken, and when he conjured upon the screen of recollection the face of the girl behind him, he was doubly reassured that those lines of sweet femininity and character, those clear and honest eyes, could not belong to one of the hated alien race.Page 152
I will help you all I can if you will tell me what I may do.Page 188
As the girl neared these latter images she saw that the capital of each column was hewn into the semblance of a human skull upon which the parrots perched.Page 190
For several minutes after she was conducted into his presence he appeared not to be aware that she was there but continued his restless pacing to and fro.Page 192
"Did I understand you aright that you are an English woman and have been here for sixty years?" The old woman nodded her head affirmatively.Page 206
He had noticed openings in each roof, evidently giving ingress to the apartments below, and now, his advance cut off by those ahead of him, he decided to risk the chance of reaching the street through the interior of one of the buildings.Page 236
"Do they expect to kill us with parrots?" The Negro moaned as the bird darted suddenly ahead of them toward the city wall.Page 237
"Otobu, you stay at the side of the woman.