now. The man still lay, unconscious and
moaning, where Byrne had deposited him. The mucker removed the gag from
Oda Iseka's mouth.
"Which way is water? Ask him," he said to Barbara.
The girl put the question.
"He says that straight up this ravine behind us there is a little
spring," translated the girl.
Byrne lifted Theriere in his arms, after loosening Oda Iseka's feet and
tethering him to his own belt with the same grass rope; then he motioned
the youth up the ravine.
"Walk beside me," he said to Barbara Harding, "an' keep yer lamps peeled
Thus, in silence, the party commenced the ascent of the trail which
soon became rough and precipitous, while behind them, under cover of the
brush, sneaked four trailing samurai.
After half an hour of the most arduous climbing the mucker commenced
to feel the effects of loss of blood from his many wounds. He coughed
a little now from the exertion, and when he did the blood spurted anew
from the fresh wound in his breast.
Yet there was no wavering or weakness apparent to the girl who marched
beside him, and she wondered at the physical endurance of the man.
But when at last they came to a clear pool of water, half hidden by
overhanging rocks and long masses of depending mosses, in the midst of
a natural grotto of enchanting loveliness, and Oda Iseka signaled
that their journey was at an end, Byrne laid Theriere gently upon
the flower-starred sward, and with a little, choking gasp collapsed,
unconscious, beside the Frenchman.
Barbara Harding was horror-stricken. She suddenly realized that she had
commenced to feel that this giant of the slums was invulnerable, and
with the thought came another--that to him she had come to look more
than to Theriere for eventual rescue; and now, here she found herself in
the center of a savage island, surrounded as she felt confident she was
by skulking murderers, with only two dying white men and a brown hostage
And now Oda Iseka took in the situation, and with a grin of triumph
raised his voice in a loud halloo.
"Come quickly, my people!" he cried; "for both the white men are dying,"
and from the jungle below them came an answering shout.
"We come, Oda Iseka, Lord of Yoka! Your faithful samurai come!"
CHAPTER XIII. A GENTLEMAN OF FRANCE
AT THE sound of the harsh voices so close upon her Barbara Harding was
galvanized into instant action. Springing to Byrne's side she whipped
Theriere's revolver from his belt, where it reposed about the fallen
mucker's hips, and with it turned like a
"Let's have a look around, Alice, and see what's missing.Page 17
Clayton was at some distance from the cabin, having come to fell a particularly perfect tree for his building operations.Page 24
Gingerly he lifted one corner of the shroud, but when he saw the body of the woman beneath he tore the cloth roughly from her form and seized the still, white throat in his huge, hairy hands.Page 41
From then on his progress was rapid.Page 42
Occasionally one more ferocious than his fellows would attempt this latter alternative, but none had come yet who could wrest the palm of victory from the fierce and brutal ape.Page 57
He knew that alone the tiny prick of the arrow could not so quickly dispatch these wild things of the jungle, who were often torn and scratched and gored in a frightful manner as they fought with their jungle.Page 88
With this idea in mind she turned to search for some means of putting it into execution; but her first view of the interior of the cabin brought a shriek of terror to her lips, and like a frightened child the huge woman ran to bury her face on her mistress' shoulder.Page 90
Sheeta was crouching for the spring, and then, shrill and horrible, there rose from the stillness of the jungle the awful cry of the challenging ape, and Sheeta turned, crashing into the underbrush.Page 97
Tarzan's quick ears had heard the strange.Page 104
They did not speak for some minutes.Page 106
Philander," remonstrated Professor Porter; "it is most unbeseeming in you to submit to such indignities.Page 109
"King was a scoundrel, but he had a little sense of humanity.Page 117
Oh, how I detest that man! We all tried to look on the bright side of things, but Mr.Page 137
Taking her hands in his, when she insisted upon it, he held them tightly to prevent her.Page 158
Tarzan laughed.Page 159
"MON DIEU!" exclaimed D'Arnot, "he has left me.Page 160
Chapter XXIV Lost Treasure When the expedition returned, following their fruitless endeavor to succor D'Arnot, Captain Dufranne was anxious to steam away as quickly as possible, and all save Jane had acquiesced.Page 166
She was the last to leave the cabin, returning on some trivial pretext after the others had started for the boat.Page 180
We must leave room for the thumb and the fingers of the left hand.Page 181
The policeman looked up, and, catching his eye, raised his finger to admonish silence.