the same--it was inevitable; but she could not repress a thrill of
admiration as her eyes rested upon the heroic figure before her. Not a
tremor in the whole giant frame--his attitude as menacing and defiant
as that of EL ADREA himself.
The lion was quite close to him now--but a few paces intervened--he
crouched, and then, with a deafening roar, he sprang.
John Caldwell, London
As Numa EL ADREA launched himself with widespread paws and bared fangs
he looked to find this puny man as easy prey as the score who had gone
down beneath him in the past. To him man was a clumsy, slow-moving,
defenseless creature--he had little respect for him.
But this time he found that he was pitted against a creature as agile
and as quick as himself. When his mighty frame struck the spot where
the man had been he was no longer there.
The watching girl was transfixed by astonishment at the ease with which
the crouching man eluded the great paws. And now, O Allah! He had
rushed in behind EL ADREA'S shoulder even before the beast could turn,
and had grasped him by the mane. The lion reared upon his hind legs
like a horse--Tarzan had known that he would do this, and he was ready.
A giant arm encircled the black-maned throat, and once, twice, a dozen
times a sharp blade darted in and out of the bay-black side behind the
Frantic were the leaps of Numa--awful his roars of rage and pain; but
the giant upon his back could not be dislodged or brought within reach
of fangs or talons in the brief interval of life that remained to the
lord with the large head. He was quite dead when Tarzan of the Apes
released his hold and arose. Then the daughter of the desert witnessed
a thing that terrified her even more than had the presence of EL ADREA.
The man placed a foot upon the carcass of his kill, and, with his
handsome face raised toward the full moon, gave voice to the most
frightful cry that ever had smote upon her ears.
With a little cry of fear she shrank away from him--she thought that
the fearful strain of the encounter had driven him mad. As the last
note of that fiendish challenge died out in the diminishing echoes of
the distance the man dropped his eyes until they rested upon the girl.
Instantly his face was lighted by the kindly smile that was ample
assurance of his sanity, and
The sensation was frightful.Page 7
Slowly it rose.Page 9
For a time he lay wide-eyed and quite uncomprehending.Page 21
The thing's body was as large as that of a full-grown mastiff, its legs were short and powerful, and its jaws broad and strong.Page 28
And the girl? At first she looked at me with wide, wondering eyes, and then she dropped her head, her face half averted, and a delicate flush suffused her cheek.Page 44
I ran to the right, passing several exits choked with the fear mad mob that were battling to escape.Page 46
only compare with that occasionally experienced in dreams.Page 48
with which he came which seemed quite sufficiently menacing, so that I did not need the added evidence of brandishing spear and scowling face to warn me that I was in no safe position, but whither to flee was indeed a momentous question.Page 60
IX THE FACE OF DEATH I MUST HAVE FALLEN ASLEEP FROM EXHAUSTION.Page 65
It was cold comfort I presume, but yet I derived some slight peace of mind from the contemplation of it.Page 69
"It is what a brave man and a good friend should do," he said; "yet it seems most foolish, for the Mahars will most certainly condemn you to death for running away, and so you will be accomplishing nothing for your friends by returning.Page 73
" "It is your misfortune then," he remarked dryly, "that you may not be judged by one with but half an eye.Page 76
and slept many times since last you saw me you naturally measure the lapse of time largely by these acts.Page 81
A single glance assured me it was the very thing that Perry had described to me.Page 83
We had our greatest difficulty with the webbed feet, but even that problem was finally solved, so that when we moved about we did so quite naturally.Page 87
lesser deviation from the general direction, so that appeared more like the main canyon than the lefthand branch.Page 94
The cruel bloodhound of the Mahars.Page 104
I just strode across the cave and grasped her by the wrists, and when she struggled, I put my arm around her so as to pinion her hands to her sides.Page 108
"It is the land which lies beneath the Dead World," replied Dian; "the Dead World which hangs forever between the sun and Pellucidar above the Land of Awful Shadow.Page 114
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