from what Jane tells me he must be a very
wonderful person. It seems that he was born in an African jungle, and
brought up by fierce, anthropoid apes. He had never seen a white man
or woman until Professor Porter and his party were marooned on the
coast right at the threshold of his tiny cabin. He saved them from all
manner of terrible beasts, and accomplished the most wonderful feats
imaginable, and then to cap the climax he fell in love with Jane and
she with him, though she never really knew it for sure until she had
promised herself to Lord Greystoke."
"Most remarkable," murmured Tarzan, cudgeling his brain for some
pretext upon which to turn the subject. He delighted in hearing Hazel
Strong talk of Jane, but when he was the subject of the conversation he
was bored and embarrassed. But he was soon given a respite, for the
girl's mother joined them, and the talk became general.
The next few days passed uneventfully. The sea was quiet. The sky was
clear. The steamer plowed steadily on toward the south without pause.
Tarzan spent quite a little time with Miss Strong and her mother. They
whiled away their hours on deck reading, talking, or taking pictures
with Miss Strong's camera. When the sun had set they walked.
One day Tarzan found Miss Strong in conversation with a stranger, a man
he had not seen on board before. As he approached the couple the man
bowed to the girl and turned to walk away.
"Wait, Monsieur Thuran," said Miss Strong; "you must meet Mr. Caldwell.
We are all fellow passengers, and should be acquainted."
The two men shook hands. As Tarzan looked into the eyes of Monsieur
Thuran he was struck by the strange familiarity of their expression.
"I have had the honor of monsieur's acquaintance in the past, I am
sure," said Tarzan, "though I cannot recall the circumstances."
Monsieur Thuran appeared ill at ease.
"I cannot say, monsieur," he replied. "It may be so. I have had that
identical sensation myself when meeting a stranger."
"Monsieur Thuran has been explaining some of the mysteries of
navigation to me," explained the girl.
Tarzan paid little heed to the conversation that ensued--he was
attempting to recall where he had met Monsieur Thuran before. That it
had been under peculiar circumstances he was positive. Presently the
sun reached them, and the girl asked Monsieur Thuran to move her chair
farther back into the shade. Tarzan happened to be
'JOHN CARTER' Early the next morning I took the first train for Richmond and within two hours was being ushered into the room occupied by John Carter.Page 4
This experience, however, gave me some slightly increased assurance that, after all, I might indeed be in some, to me, unknown corner of Mars, and this was very possible since during my ten years' residence upon the planet I had explored but a comparatively tiny area of its vast expanse.Page 20
As we were to learn later, this precaution saved us from dire predicament, and was eventually the means of our salvation.Page 21
The roof was arched.Page 32
As the eyes of the layman so is the hand of the fighting man when it comes in contact with an implement of his vocation, and thus I did not need to look or reason to know that the dead man's revolver, lying where it had fallen when I struck it from his grasp, was at my disposal.Page 49
They were small fliers for the most part, built for two to three men.Page 51
Now and again a black warrior would rush from a nearby temple bearing a young woman in his arms.Page 53
The Thark's great weight was anchoring us to our doom.Page 58
Three now faced me, but the girl was working her way to a point that would soon permit her to reduce the number by one at least.Page 59
She could not comprehend.Page 61
"No harm will come to you.Page 91
When we reached the gardens of Issus we were led away from the temple instead of toward it.Page 93
"Very often," he replied.Page 111
Their regular breathing rose and fell in a soothing rhythm that seemed to me the sweetest music I ever had heard.Page 123
Quickly I hastened along the hallway in pursuit.Page 127
Soon I saw that the matter shortly would be taken entirely from my hands, for the eyes at my right were moving slowly nearer me, as were those at my left and those behind and before me.Page 141
On the other hand, the majority of the populace unquestionably would demand that we pay the penalty of our sacrilege.Page 158
Utter darkness prevailed.Page 160
I had won my point.Page 180
But I was to meet with a cruel disappointment.