my friend, even to his life,"
he said very simply, but Tarzan knew that those were no idle words.
It was decided that although three of them would have to ride after
practically no sleep, it would be best to make an early start in the
morning, and attempt to ride all the way to Bou Saada in one day. It
would have been comparatively easy for the men, but for the girl it was
sure to be a fatiguing journey.
She, however, was the most anxious to undertake it, for it seemed to
her that she could not quickly enough reach the family and friends from
whom she had been separated for two years.
It seemed to Tarzan that he had not closed his eyes before he was
awakened, and in another hour the party was on its way south toward Bou
Saada. For a few miles the road was good, and they made rapid
progress, but suddenly it became only a waste of sand, into which the
horses sank fetlock deep at nearly every step. In addition to Tarzan,
Abdul, the sheik, and his daughter were four of the wild plainsmen of
the sheik's tribe who had accompanied him upon the trip to Sidi Aissa.
Thus, seven guns strong, they entertained little fear of attack by day,
and if all went well they should reach Bou Saada before nightfall.
A brisk wind enveloped them in the blowing sand of the desert, until
Tarzan's lips were parched and cracked. What little he could see of
the surrounding country was far from alluring--a vast expanse of rough
country, rolling in little, barren hillocks, and tufted here and there
with clumps of dreary shrub. Far to the south rose the dim lines of
the Saharan Atlas range. How different, thought Tarzan, from the
gorgeous Africa of his boyhood!
Abdul, always on the alert, looked backward quite as often as he did
ahead. At the top of each hillock that they mounted he would draw in
his horse and, turning, scan the country to the rear with utmost care.
At last his scrutiny was rewarded.
"Look!" he cried. "There are six horsemen behind us."
"Your friends of last evening, no doubt, monsieur," remarked Kadour ben
Saden dryly to Tarzan.
"No doubt," replied the ape-man. "I am sorry that my society should
endanger the safety of your journey. At the next village I shall
remain and question these gentlemen, while you ride on. There is no
necessity for my being at Bou Saada tonight, and less still why
Caprona has always been considered a.Page 1
This was the one irreconcilable statement of the manuscript.Page 4
"I also have a life-saving mortar with which we might be able to throw a line over the summit of the cliffs; but this plan would necessitate one of us climbing to the top with the chances more than even that the line would cut at the summit, or the hooks at the upper end would slip.Page 10
lived, they might some day come upon the ruined remnants of this great plane hanging in its lofty sepulcher and hazard vain guesses and be filled with wonder; but they would never know; and I could not but be glad that they would not know that Tom Billings had sealed their death-warrants by his criminal selfishness.Page 15
"_Kazor_!" cried the girl, and at the same moment the Alus came jabbering toward us.Page 22
Already it had torn away a second rock and was in the very act of forcing its.Page 23
At Ajor's suggestion, made by signs and a few of the words we knew in common, I moved the fire directly to the entrance to the cave so that a beast would have to pass directly through the flames to reach us, and then we sat and waited for the victor of the battle to come and claim his reward; but though we sat for a long time with our eyes glued to the opening, we saw no sign of any beast.Page 32
On the morrow I was to die some sort of nameless death for the diversion of a savage horde, but the morrow held fewer terrors for me than the present, and I submit to any fair-minded man if it is not a terrifying thing to lie bound hand and foot in the Stygian blackness of an immense cave peopled by unknown dangers in a land overrun by hideous beasts and reptiles of the greatest ferocity.Page 34
Presently it was so close that I could hear its breathing, and then it touched me and leaped quickly back as though it had come upon me unexpectedly.Page 35
I had not known that Ajor could cry.Page 41
"You are a true Galu," he said to Ajor, "but this man is of a different mold.Page 42
"They would have killed you when they had you prisoner.Page 45
" This, however, I found later to be an exaggeration, as the tribes of the west coast and even the Kro-lu of the east coast are far less bloodthirsty than he would have had me believe.Page 46
So we hastened down the narrow path, reaching the foot of the cliffs but a short distance ahead of the women.Page 53
This was our last day together.Page 56
"Go home, if you wish.Page 61
Bristling with spears and arrows, the great cat hurled itself upon the shield, and down went Chal-az upon his back with the shield entirely covering him.Page 70
And why? With all my concern for the welfare of my friends who had accompanied me to Caprona, and of my best friend of all, Bowen J.Page 73
Here was a pile of skins, weapons, and ornaments.