one another if they wish. It is none of our
affair, and if we go and interfere with Ali-ben-Ahmed's plans we shall
only stir up a fight with our own people.'
"So when it was dark I came alone, riding one horse and leading another
for you. They are tethered not far from here. By morning we shall be
within my father's DOUAR. He should be there himself by now--then let
them come and try to take Kadour ben Saden's friend."
For a few moments they walked on in silence.
"We should be near the horses," she said. "It is strange that I do not
see them here."
Then a moment later she stopped, with a little cry of consternation.
"They are gone!" she exclaimed. "It is here that I tethered them."
Tarzan stooped to examine the ground. He found that a large shrub had
been torn up by the roots. Then he found something else. There was a
wry smile on his face as he rose and turned toward the girl.
"EL ADREA has been here. From the signs, though, I rather think that
his prey escaped him. With a little start they would be safe enough
from him in the open."
There was nothing to do but continue on foot. The way led them across
a low spur of the mountains, but the girl knew the trail as well as she
did her mother's face. They walked in easy, swinging strides, Tarzan
keeping a hand's breadth behind the girl's shoulder, that she might set
the pace, and thus be less fatigued. As they walked they talked,
occasionally stopping to listen for sounds of pursuit.
It was now a beautiful, moonlit night. The air was crisp and
invigorating. Behind them lay the interminable vista of the desert,
dotted here and there with an occasional oasis. The date palms of the
little fertile spot they had just left, and the circle of goatskin
tents, stood out in sharp relief against the yellow sand--a phantom
paradise upon a phantom sea. Before them rose the grim and silent
mountains. Tarzan's blood leaped in his veins. This was life! He
looked down upon the girl beside him--a daughter of the desert walking
across the face of a dead world with a son of the jungle. He smiled at
the thought. He wished that he had had a sister, and that she had been
like this girl. What a bully chum she would have
Instantly Tarzan realized that he was locked with a creature of almost superhuman strength.Page 13
Here the three took up their temporary abode where Tarzan's instruction in the language of his companions progressed more rapidly than while on the march.Page 28
The fellow nodded.Page 41
Beside the doorway was the niche in which wood and tinder were kept, but there remained.Page 54
Far back came the right hand and the bow, that you or I might not move, bent easily beneath the muscles of the forest god.Page 73
Tarzan continued on his way, fully realizing that the moment was imminent when the fate of his plan would be decided.Page 74
The guide's story told, Tarzan was conducted into the courtyard where he was held while one of the warriors entered the palace, evidently with the intention of notifying Ko-tan.Page 79
A god, Ko-tan reasoned, could experience all the pleasure without the headache, but for the immediate present he must think of the necessary dignities and honors to be accorded his immortal guest.Page 81
Each had an altar in the west end and another in the east and were oval in shape, their longest diameter lying due east and west.Page 96
This woman is not from Kor-ul-lul but from Kor-ul-JA, the very tribe with which the Kor-ul-lul says the creature was associating when he first saw him.Page 97
Demand then that Jad-ben-Otho uphold his godship and the dignity of his priesthood by directing his consuming fires through my own bosom.Page 119
Before him now appeared the black opening of the corridor from which the beast had emerged into the larger chamber.Page 131
Going to his quarters he summoned several of his priests--those who were most in his confidence and who shared his ambitions for absolute power of the temple over the palace--all men who hated Ko-tan.Page 132
"This they told me, but where within the palace she is hidden I know not.Page 134
in the walls at considerable distances apart.Page 153
Mo-sar was faltering in his decision to betray the stranger by seeming friendliness.Page 162
"How?" "I fell in with a band of half-breeds," he replied, "members of a proscribed race that dwells in the rock-bound gut through which the principal river of the valley empties into the morass.Page 166
Instead, he was miles away and because their repeated prayers for his presence were unanswered, the weaker spirits among them commenced to suspect that their cause did not have divine favor.Page 179
"The last I heard of him he was on the Argonne Front.Page 185
22 A Journey on a Gryf Tarzan and Jane skirted the shore of Jad-bal-lul and crossed the river at the head of the lake.