the altar, dear," he replied. "Do
you not remember?" "Save me from death?" she asked, in a puzzled tone.
"Are we not both dead, my Tarzan?"
He had placed her upon the grass by now, her back resting against the
stem of a huge tree. At her question he stepped back where he could
the better see her face.
"Dead!" he repeated, and then he laughed. "You are not, Jane; and if
you will return to the city of Opar and ask them who dwell there they
will tell you that I was not dead a few short hours ago. No, dear, we
are both very much alive."
"But both Hazel and Monsieur Thuran told me that you had fallen into
the ocean many miles from land," she urged, as though trying to
convince him that he must indeed be dead. "They said that there was no
question but that it must have been you, and less that you could have
survived or been picked up."
"How can I convince you that I am no spirit?" he asked, with a laugh.
"It was I whom the delightful Monsieur Thuran pushed overboard, but I
did not drown--I will tell you all about it after a while--and here I
am very much the same wild man you first knew, Jane Porter."
The girl rose slowly to her feet and came toward him.
"I cannot even yet believe it," she murmured. "It cannot be that such
happiness can be true after all the hideous things that I have passed
through these awful months since the LADY ALICE went down."
She came close to him and laid a hand, soft and trembling, upon his arm.
"It must be that I am dreaming, and that I shall awaken in a moment to
see that awful knife descending toward my heart--kiss me, dear, just
once before I lose my dream forever."
Tarzan of the Apes needed no second invitation. He took the girl he
loved in his strong arms, and kissed her not once, but a hundred times,
until she lay there panting for breath; yet when he stopped she put her
arms about his neck and drew his lips down to hers once more.
"Am I alive and a reality, or am I but a dream?" he asked.
"If you are not alive, my man," she answered, "I pray that I may die
thus before I awaken to the terrible realities of my last waking
For a while both were silent--gazing into each others' eyes as though
each still questioned the reality of
"Let's have a look beyond that door, David," he cried.Page 13
The few seconds of grace that this gave me found me safely lodged in the branches of a tree a few paces from that in which Perry had at last found a haven.Page 19
The earth was once a nebulous mass.Page 23
How far we marched I have no conception, nor has Perry.Page 29
In a land of perpetual noon there is no need of light above ground, yet I marveled that they had no means of lighting their way through these dark, subterranean passages.Page 33
glanced at Perry as the thing passed me to inspect him.Page 35
" "Could you find your way back to your own land?" asked Perry.Page 56
The water rose to the girl's knees, and still she advanced, chained by that clammy eye.Page 60
Doubtless he had felt as certain of my doom when he saw me topple from our hiding place as I had, and lest he too should be discovered, had hastened from the temple and back to his village.Page 65
To run seemed ridiculous, especially toward that steep and unscalable cliff, and yet I did so, and as I ran I saw Ja, agile as a monkey, crawl down the precipitous face of the rocks, clinging to small projections, and the tough creepers that had found root-hold here and there.Page 68
" "But, Ja," I insisted, "if their theory is incorrect how do you account for the fact that I was able to pass through the earth from the outer crust to Pellucidar.Page 73
" "It is sure death in either event?" I asked.Page 79
My one great danger now lay in returning to the upper levels in search of Perry and Ghak, but there was nothing else to be done, and so I hastened upward.Page 86
But nothing of the kind happened--as a matter of fact the Sly One had betrayed us.Page 87
" The Sagoths were gaining on me rapidly.Page 103
I had taken a hundred steps in absolute silence, and then Dian spoke.Page 108
When the two upon the lidis had come quite close to us we saw that one was a man and the other a woman.Page 109
In an instant I was white with jealousy, but only for an instant; since Dian quickly drew the man toward me, telling him that I was David, her mate.Page 110
Here we have all the labor and materials for reproducing anything that ever has been produced above--what we lack is knowledge.Page 112
The Mahars did little real fighting, and were more in the way than otherwise, though occasionally one of them would fasten its powerful jaw upon the arm or leg of a Sarian.