went. The night grew cold. Far ahead there sounded the
occasional pop of a rifle. Billy wondered what it could mean and as they
approached the ranch and he discovered that it came from that direction
he hastened their steps to even greater speed than before.
"Somebody's shootin' up the ranch," he volunteered. "Wonder who it could
"Suppose it is your friend and general?" asked the girl.
Billy made no reply. They reached the river and as Billy knew not where
the fords lay he plunged in at the point at which the water first barred
their progress and dragging the girl after him, plowed bull-like for
the opposite shore. Where the water was above his depth he swam while
Barbara clung to his shoulders. Thus they made the passage quickly and
Billy stopped long enough to shake the water out of his carbine, which
the girl had carried across, and then forged ahead toward the ranchhouse
from which the sounds of battle came now in increased volume.
And at the ranchhouse "hell was popping." The moment Bridge realized
that some of the attackers had reached the veranda he called the
surviving Mexican and the Chinaman to follow him to the lower floor
where they might stand a better chance to repel this new attack. Mr.
Harding he persuaded to remain upstairs.
Outside a dozen men were battering to force an entrance. Already one
panel had splintered, and as Bridge entered the room he could see the
figures of the bandits through the hole they had made. Raising his
rifle he fired through the aperture. There was a scream as one of the
attackers dropped; but the others only increased their efforts, their
oaths, and their threats of vengeance.
The three defenders poured a few rounds through the sagging door, then
Bridge noted that the Chinaman ceased firing.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"Allee gonee," replied Sing, pointing to his ammunition belt.
At the same instant the Mexican threw down his carbine and rushed for
a window on the opposite side of the room. His ammunition was exhausted
and with it had departed his courage. Flight seemed the only course
remaining. Bridge made no effort to stop him. He would have been glad to
fly, too; but he could not leave Anthony Harding, and he was sure that
the older man would prove unequal to any sustained flight on foot.
"You better go, too, Sing," he said to the Chinaman, placing another
bullet through the door; "there's nothing more that you can do, and it
may be that they are all on this side now--I think they
Tarzan of the Apes knew Dango even better than Dango knew himself.Page 26
He had attacked women and children in the native fields and he had frightened their men about their fires at night; but he never had seen a man-thing who made this sound that reminded him more of Numa angry than of a man afraid.Page 33
He knew from the strength of the scent spoor and the rate of the wind about how far away she was and that she was approaching from behind him.Page 48
There was a small clump of trees near.Page 67
Like other jungle animals he could scent water from a great distance and, where you or I might die of thirst, the ape-man would unerringly select the exact spot at which to dig and find water.Page 71
Again and again he slipped back from sheer exhaustion and would have fallen to the floor of the canyon but for merest chance.Page 75
Occasionally and.Page 96
To be alone in the heart of an unexplored wilderness of Central Africa with a savage wild man was in itself sufficiently appalling, but to feel also that this man was a blood enemy, that he hated her and her kind and that in addition thereto he owed her a personal grudge for an attack she had made upon him in the past, left no loophole for any hope that he might accord her even the minutest measure of consideration.Page 100
It was evident to her that the words he had spoken meant nothing to him and that the assumed proprietorship over her was, like the boma, only another means for her protection.Page 101
I will leave my spear with you.Page 125
" She smiled and thanked him, but the thing had been said and could never be unsaid, and Bertha Kircher knew even more surely than as though he had fallen upon his knees and protested undying devotion that the young English officer loved her.Page 166
How far it extended east and west he could not see, but apparently it was no more than three or four miles across from north to south.Page 193
"My father was a missionary in the interior and one day there came a band of Arabian slave raiders.Page 194
To scale the opposite side was out of the question and so we kept on down along the sands of what must have been the bed of an ancient river, until finally we came to a point where we looked out upon what appeared to be a beautiful valley in which we felt assured that we would find game in plenty.Page 206
This he found in a dark hallway upon which the room opened--a flight of narrow stone steps leading downward toward the street.Page 214
from the first movement of the latch, Smith-Oldwick opened his eyes, but though he endeavored to disengage himself from the girl he realized that the newcomer had seen their rather compromising position.Page 215
Turning at the entrance she pointed to the corpse upon the floor of the outer room, and then crossing the alcove she raised some draperies which covered a couch and fell to the floor upon all sides, disclosing an opening beneath the furniture.Page 224
" "But how are we going to reach the roof again, after all?" queried Smith-Oldwick.Page 229
Stretched on the floor and apparently lifeless lay the body of the black slave, while the two prisoners had vanished completely.