Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
And at last, stripped to g-string and carrying naught but his primitive
weapons, Korak the Killer took the trail with a score of the swiftest
and bravest of the Waziri in search of his father. Long and diligently
they searched the jungle and the forest, often enlisting the friendly
services of the villages near which they chanced to be carrying on
their quest, until they had covered as with a fine-toothed comb a vast
area of country, covered it as could have no other body of men; but for
all their care and all their diligence they uncovered no single clew as
to the fate or whereabouts of Tarzan of the Apes, and so, disheartened
yet indefatigable, they searched on and on through tangled miles of
steaming jungle or across rocky uplands as inhospitable as the stunted
thorns that dotted them.
And in the Royal Dome of Elkomoelhago, Thagosto of Veltopismakus, three
people halted in a rock walled, hidden chamber and listened to a human
voice that appeared to come to them out of the very rock of the walls
surrounding them. Upon the floor about them lay the bones of long-dead
men. About them rose the impalpable dust of ages.
The girl pressed closer to Tarzan. "Who is it?" she whispered.
Tarzan shook his head.
"It is a woman's voice," said Komodoflorensal.
The ape-man raised his candle high above his head and took a step
closer to the left hand wall; then he stopped and pointed. The others
looked in the direction indicated by Tarzan's finger and saw an opening
in the wall a hual or two above his head. Tarzan handed his candle to
Komodoflorensal, removed his sword and laid it on the floor, and then
sprang lightly for the opening. For a moment he clung to its edge,
listening, and then he dropped back into the chamber.
"It is pitch black beyond," he said. "Whoever owns that voice is in
another chamber beyond that into which I was just looking. There was no
human being in the next apartment."
"If it was absolutely dark, how could you know that?" demanded
Komodoflorensal.
"Had there been anyone there I should have smelled him," replied the
ape-man.
The others looked at him in astonishment. "I am sure of it," said
Tarzan, "because I could plainly feel a draught sucking up from the
chamber, through the aperture, and into this chamber. Had there been a
human being there his effluvium would have been carried directly to my
nostrils."
"And you could have detected it?" demanded Komodoflorensal. "My friend,
I can believe much of you, but not that."
Tarzan smiled. "I at least have the courage of my convictions," he
said, "for I am going over there and investigate. From the clearness
with which the voice comes to us I am certain that it comes through no
solid wall. There must be an opening into the chamber where the woman
is and as we should investigate every possible avenue of escape, I
shall investigate this." He stepped again toward the wall below the
aperture.
"Oh, let us not separate," cried the girl. "Where one goes, let us all
go!"
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