Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
"They say that that is doubtful. He has never been able to make
a creature larger than it formerly was, though in his numerous
experiments he has reduced the size of many of the lower animals.
The fact of the matter is," continued Aoponato, "that he has been
searching for a means to enlarge the Veltopismakusians so that they
may overcome all the other peoples of Minuni, but he has only succeeded
in developing a method that gives precisely opposite results from that
which they seek, so, if he cannot make others larger, I doubt if he can
make you any larger than you now are."
"I would be rather helpless among the enemies of my own world," said
Tarzan, ruefully.
"You need not worry about that, my friend," said the prince gently.
"Why?" asked the ape-man.
"Because you have very little chance of reaching your own world again,"
said Komodoflorensal, a trifle sadly. "I have no hope of ever seeing
Trohanadalmakus again. Only by the utter overthrow of Veltopismakus
by my father's warriors could I hope for rescue, since nothing less
could overcome the guard in the quarry mouth. While we often capture
slaves of the white tunic from the enemies' cities, it is seldom that
we gather in any of the green tunic. Only in the rare cases of utter
surprise attacks by daylight do any of us catch an enemy's green slaves
above ground, and surprise day attacks may occur once in the lifetime
of a man, or never."
"You believe that we will spend the rest of our lives in this
underground hole?" demanded Tarzan.
"Unless we chance to be used for labor above-ground during the daytime,
occasionally," replied the prince of Trohanadalmakus, with a wry smile.
The ape-man shrugged. "We shall see," he said.
After Kalfastoban had left, Caraftap had limped away to the far end of
the chamber, muttering to himself, his ugly face black and scowling.
"I am afraid that he will make you trouble," Talaskar said to Tarzan,
indicating the disgruntled slave with a nod of her shapely head, "and I
am sorry, for it is all my fault."
"Your fault?" demanded Komodoflorensal.
"Yes," said the girl. "Caraftap was threatening me when Aopontando
interfered and punished him."
"Aopontando?" queried Komodoflorensal.
"That is my number," explained Tarzan.
"And it was on account of Talaskar that you were fighting? I thank you,
my friend. I am sorry that I was not here to protect her. Talaskar
cooks for me. She is a good girl." Komodoflorensal was looking at the
girl as he spoke and Tarzan saw how her eyes lowered beneath his gaze
and the delicate flush that mounted her cheeks, and he realized that he
was down-wind from an idea, and smiled.
"So this is the Aoponato of whom you told me?" he said to Talaskar.
"Yes, this is he."
"I am sorry that he was captured, but it is good to find a friend
here," said the ape-man. "We three should be able to hit upon some
plan of escape," but they shook their heads, smiling sadly.
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