keen gray eyes. She must have found
there an unquestionable assurance of the honorableness of their owner,
for she permitted him to lay his palm upon her forehead and feel her
pulse. Apparently she had no fever.
"How long have you been an ape?" asked the man.
"Since I was a little girl, many, many years ago, and Korak came and
took me from my father who was beating me. Since then I have lived in
the trees with Korak and A'ht."
"Where in the jungle lives Korak?" asked the stranger.
Meriem pointed with a sweep of her hand that took in, generously, half
the continent of Africa.
"Could you find your way back to him?"
"I do not know," she replied; "but he will find his way to me."
"Then I have a plan," said the stranger. "I live but a few marches
from here. I shall take you home where my wife will look after you and
care for you until we can find Korak or Korak finds us. If he could
find you here he can find you at my village. Is it not so?"
Meriem thought that it was so; but she did not like the idea of not
starting immediately back to meet Korak. On the other hand the man had
no intention of permitting this poor, insane child to wander further
amidst the dangers of the jungle. From whence she had come, or what
she had undergone he could not guess, but that her Korak and their life
among the apes was but a figment of a disordered mind he could not
doubt. He knew the jungle well, and he knew that men have lived alone
and naked among the savage beasts for years; but a frail and slender
girl! No, it was not possible.
Together they went outside. Malbihn's boys were striking camp in
preparation for a hasty departure. The stranger's blacks were
conversing with them. Malbihn stood at a distance, angry and
glowering. The stranger approached one of his own men.
"Find out where they got this girl," he commanded.
The Negro thus addressed questioned one of Malbihn's followers.
Presently he returned to his master.
"They bought her from old Kovudoo," he said. "That is all that this
fellow will tell me. He pretends that he knows nothing more, and I
guess that he does not. These two white men were very bad men. They
did many things that their boys knew not the meanings of. It would
Here it is: DEAR SIR: I think that I have run across one of the most remarkable coincidences in modern literature.Page 2
Experience and intelligence combined to assure me that there could be no slightest grain of truth or possibility in your wild tale--it was fiction pure and simple.Page 19
Poor Perry never was a raging lion at heart, and I am convinced that the terrors of that awful period must have caused him poignant mental anguish.Page 36
I was sure that he had seen me before during the period of my incarceration in Phutra and that he was trying to recall my identity.Page 43
I was none too sure that I could find the valley again, nor that I cared to.Page 47
" "They say," he went on after conversing with the Mahar for a moment, "that just before your return to Phutra, Hooja the Sly One came, bringing the great secret with him.Page 48
to all travel across the face of savage Pellucidar.Page 50
It was while we were arguing upon the subject that a stranger, with hands above his head, entered the village.Page 56
I carried bow and arrows to conserve my ammunition-supply, but so quick was the little animal that I had no time to draw and fit a shaft.Page 59
I believe that some animals love their masters, but I doubt very much if their affection is the outcome of gratitude--a characteristic that is so rare as to be only occasionally traceable in the seemingly unselfish acts of man himself.Page 64
Before the village were assembled a great concourse of warriors.Page 67
The hot rays of the noonday sun did a great deal toward raising my spirits, and dispelling the mental gloom in which I had been shrouded almost continually since entering the Land of Awful Shadow.Page 69
In this order we cut to the right through the forest to the foot of the hill where precipitous cliffs appeared to bar our farther progress in this direction.Page 73
CHAPTER IX HOOJA'S CUTTHROATS APPEAR I had built a little shelter of rocks and brush where I might crawl in and sleep out of the perpetual light and heat of the noonday sun.Page 100
This was precisely what Raja and his mate were doing--they were.Page 102
Evidently I was soon to be absolutely at his mercy.Page 108
"Well," I said, "it can't make our predicament any more trying to wait until we find out who they are.Page 116
bronze faces of the Mezops were broad with smiles, and Perry was fairly beside himself with joy.Page 117
As soon as one hull was completed Ja kept it on the water constantly, first with one crew and then with another, until two thousand red warriors had learned to row.Page 122
"I didn't mean these sorts of things at all.