from the world above. I
alone may enter here in safety."
"Why have they not seized me?" he asked, humoring her grotesque belief.
She looked at him quizzically for a moment. Then she replied:
"It is the duty of a high priestess to instruct, to
interpret--according to the creed that others, wiser than herself, have
laid down; but there is nothing in the creed which says that she must
believe. The more one knows of one's religion the less one
believes--no one living knows more of mine than I."
"Then your only fear in aiding me to escape is that your fellow mortals
may discover your duplicity?"
"That is all--the dead are dead; they cannot harm--or help. We must
therefore depend entirely upon ourselves, and the sooner we act the
better it will be. I had difficulty in eluding their vigilance but now
in bringing you this morsel of food. To attempt to repeat the thing
daily would be the height of folly. Come, let us see how far we may go
toward liberty before I must return."
She led him back to the chamber beneath the altar room. Here she
turned into one of the several corridors leading from it. In the
darkness Tarzan could not see which one. For ten minutes they groped
slowly along a winding passage, until at length they came to a closed
door. Here he heard her fumbling with a key, and presently came the
sound of a metal bolt grating against metal. The door swung in on
scraping hinges, and they entered.
"You will be safe here until tomorrow night," she said.
Then she went out, and, closing the door, locked it behind her.
Where Tarzan stood it was dark as Erebus. Not even his trained eyes
could penetrate the utter blackness. Cautiously he moved forward until
his out-stretched hand touched a wall, then very slowly he traveled
around the four walls of the chamber.
Apparently it was about twenty feet square. The floor was of concrete,
the walls of the dry masonry that marked the method of construction
above ground. Small pieces of granite of various sizes were
ingeniously laid together without mortar to construct these ancient
The first time around the walls Tarzan thought he detected a strange
phenomenon for a room with no windows but a single door. Again he
crept carefully around close to the wall. No, he could not be
mistaken! He paused before the center of the wall opposite the door.
For a moment he stood
"Tell me that it does not offend.Page 5
"I told you that I loved you, Thuvia, before I knew that you were promised to another.Page 23
the centre of the plaza Thar Ban saw the figure of a red woman.Page 33
Thar Ban and another by the side of the rostrum had been the first to note the coming of Carthoris, and it was with them he battled for possession of the red girl, while the others hastened to meet the host advancing from the beleaguered city.Page 34
The numbers of the citizenry, too, was to their advantage, for it seemed that scarce a warrior fell but his place was taken by a score more, in such a constant stream did they pour from the city's great gate.Page 47
They claim that it is unnecessary to imagine food; but we have found that for the maintenance of life we must thrice daily sit down to hearty meals.Page 50
"He will, doubtless, make an etherealist of her.Page 57
Each was tightly closed by huge stone doors.Page 64
"Why not Jav?" he cried.Page 65
She seemed suddenly to have dissolved into the tenuous substance of a dream, and as he continued to gaze upon her, she faded slowly from his sight.Page 67
But of all this Carthoris was ignorant.Page 73
moving through the deserted city as though no great white apes lurked in the black shadows of the mystery-haunted piles that flanked the broad avenues and the great plaza.Page 74
He thought that he discerned wicked eyes gleaming fearfully at him through the darkness.Page 84
"If we had her here--" the elder man suddenly commenced to muse, repeating the phrase again and again.Page 87
"Know the truth before you speak words that may seal, not only your own fate, but that of the thousands of warriors who battle because of you.Page 97
You are in no position, Astok, to dictate to me; but rather should you be glad to accede to my reasonable request that you be present, thus sharing the guilt with me.Page 101
and as the last of them fell out of range behind, Carthoris dropped the Thuria's nose to a horizontal plane, as with lever drawn to the last notch, she tore through the thin air of dying Mars toward the east and Ptarth.Page 103
The sight that met his eyes set his heart to thumping in joy and relief--Thuvia of Ptarth might yet be saved? For from below there poured a stream of giant bowmen, grim and terrible.Page 105
For a long moment none spoke.Page 107