"Not within the precincts of my DOUAR," returned the sheik. "When he
leaves here he leaves alive. What you do with him in the desert is
none of my concern, but I shall not have the blood of a Frenchman on
the hands of my tribe on account of another man's quarrel--they would
send soldiers here and kill many of my people, and burn our tents and
drive away our flocks."
"As you say," growled Rokoff. "I'll take him out into the desert below
the DOUAR, and dispatch him."
"You will take him a day's ride from my country," said the sheik,
firmly, "and some of my children shall follow you to see that you do
not disobey me--otherwise there may be two dead Frenchmen in the
Rokoff shrugged. "Then I shall have to wait until the morrow--it is
"As you will," said the sheik. "But by an hour after dawn you must be
gone from my DOUAR. I have little liking for unbelievers, and none at
all for a coward."
Rokoff would have made some kind of retort, but he checked himself, for
he realized that it would require but little excuse for the old man to
turn upon him. Together they left the tent. At the door Rokoff could
not resist the temptation to turn and fling a parting taunt at Tarzan.
"Sleep well, monsieur," he said, "and do not forget to pray well, for
when you die tomorrow it will be in such agony that you will be unable
to pray for blaspheming."
No one had bothered to bring Tarzan either food or water since noon,
and consequently he suffered considerably from thirst. He wondered if
it would be worth while to ask his guard for water, but after making
two or three requests without receiving any response, he decided that
it would not.
Far up in the mountains he heard a lion roar. How much safer one was,
he soliloquized, in the haunts of wild beasts than in the haunts of
men. Never in all his jungle life had he been more relentlessly
tracked down than in the past few months of his experience among
civilized men. Never had he been any nearer death.
Again the lion roared. It sounded a little nearer. Tarzan felt the
old, wild impulse to reply with the challenge of his kind. His kind?
He had almost forgotten that he was a man and not an ape. He tugged at
his bonds. God, if he could but get
" The girl was reading the note.Page 27
Again the mucker struck his victim--quick choppy hooks that rocked Mallory's head from side to side, and again the brutal blow below the belt; but with the tenacity of a bulldog the man fought for a hold upon his foe, and at last, notwithstanding Byrne's best efforts, he succeeded in closing with the mucker and dragging him to the deck.Page 30
"Maybe that accounts for their bringing me along.Page 44
For the most part they were a pack of howling, cursing, terror-ridden beasts, fighting at the hatches with those who would have held them closed against the danger of each new assault of the sea.Page 45
Across the deck Theriere was dragging himself painfully to his hands and knees, as though to attempt the impossible feat of crawling back to the cabin hatch.Page 57
For a girl to do it was too hopeless even to contemplate; but she recalled Theriere's words of so short a time ago: "There's no hope, I'm afraid; but, by George, I intend to go down fighting," and with the recollection came a like resolve on her part--to go down fighting, and so she struck out against the powerful waters that swirled her hither and thither, now perilously close to the rocky sides of the entrance, and now into the mad chaos of the channel's center.Page 78
The woman sat up and looked around.Page 85
"Heads, you go; tails, I go," he said and spun the silver piece in the air, catching it in the flat of his open palm.Page 96
He felt friendship for Theriere! It was unthinkable, and yet the mucker knew that it was so.Page 97
Dere seems to be more'n one kind o' nerve--I'm jest a-learnin' of the right kind, I guess.Page 122
Barbara Harding threw herself into her father's arms.Page 138
The thing that exalted Billy was the idea that he was coming back to SHOW THEM.Page 149
Have you dined?" "Naw," replied the first speaker, "we ain't; but we're goin' to.Page 175
"Your words are pure and unadulterated wisdom, my friend," he said.Page 210
The bank president came while the sergeant and the landlord were in Billy's room investigating.Page 211
He fooled me, the scoundrel; but I will tell you--he rode south.Page 225
"I'll be gone but a moment.Page 250
"This guy hires a bunch of Pimans to steal Miss Barbara," he said.Page 263
At last he lay close beside one of the huts which was to be the first to claim his attention.Page 278
"Put it up, Byrne," he admonished the other coolly.