Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
The fact that puzzled him most now as it had since the moment of his
first return to consciousness, was the stature of these people. They
were no pygmies, but men fully as large as the usual run of Europeans.
There was none quite as tall as the ape-man, but there were many who
missed it by but the scantiest fraction of an inch. He knew that they
were Veltopismakusians, the same people he had seen battling with the
Trohanadalmakusians; they spoke of having captured him in the battle
that he had seen waged; and they called him Zuanthrol, The Giant, yet
they were as large as he, and as he had passed from the Royal Dome to
the quarry he had seen their gigantic dome dwellings rising fully four
hundred feet above his head. It was all preposterous and impossible,
yet he had the testimony of all his faculties that it was true.
Contemplation of it but tended to confuse him more and so he gave over
all attempts to solve the mystery and set himself to the gathering of
information concerning his captors and his prison against that time
which he well knew must some day come when the means of escape should
offer itself to the alert and cunning instincts of the wild beast that,
at heart, he always considered himself.
Wherever he had been in Veltopismakus, whoever he had heard refer to
the subject, he had had it borne in upon him that the people were
generally dissatisfied with their king and his government, and he
knew that among a discontented people efficiency would be at low ebb
and discipline demoralized to such an extent that, should he watch
carefully, he must eventually discover the opportunity he sought,
through the laxity of those responsible for his safe-keeping. He did
not expect it today or tomorrow, but today and tomorrow were the days
upon which to lay the foundation of observation that would eventually
reveal an avenue of escape.
When the long working day at last drew to a close the slaves were
conducted to their quarters, which, as Tarzan discovered, were always
on levels near to those in which they labored. He, with several other
slaves, was conducted to the thirty-fifth level and into a tunnel
the far end of which had been widened to the proportions of a large
chamber, the narrow entrance to which had been walled up with stone
except for a small aperture through which the slaves were forced to
pass in and out of their chamber upon all fours, and when the last of
them was within, this was closed and secured by a heavy door outside
which two warriors watched throughout the night.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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