Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
From the tree from which the voice had issued there came a single, low,
long-drawn, whistled note, and then silence for a time.
The pigmies, momentarily surprised by the mysterious voice emanating
from the foliage of a tree, ceased their activities, but presently,
hearing nothing to arouse their fear, they emerged from the cover of the
bushes and launched another volley of arrows toward the four men lying
among the grasses in the clearing. Simultaneously the figure of a giant
white leaped from the lower branches of a patriarch of the jungle, as a
great black-maned lion sprang from the thicket below.
“_Oi!_” shrieked Bluber, and again buried his face in his arms.
For an instant the pigmies stood terrified, and then their leader cried:
“It is Tarzan!” and turned and fled into the jungle.
“Yes, it is Tarzan—Tarzan of the Apes,” cried Lord Greystoke. “It is
Tarzan and the golden lion,” but he spoke in the dialect of the pigmies,
and the whites understood no word of what he said. Then he turned to
them. “The Gomangani have gone,” he said; “get up.”
The four men crawled to their feet. “Who are you, and what are you doing
here?” demanded Tarzan of the Apes. “But I do not need to ask who you
are. You are the men who drugged me, and left me helpless in your camp,
a prey to the first passing lion or savage native.”
Bluber stumbled forward, rubbing his palms together and cringing and
smiling. “_Oi! Oi!_ Mr. Tarzan, ve did not know you. Neffer vould ve did
vat ve done, had ve known it vas Tarzan of the Apes. Safe me! Ten
pounds—tventy pounds—anyt’ing. Name your own price. Safe me, und it is
yours.”
Tarzan ignored the Jew and turned toward the others. “I am looking for
one of your men,” he said; “a black named Luvini. He killed my wife.
Where is he?”
“We know nothing of that,” said Kraski. “Luvini betrayed us and deserted
us. Your wife and another white woman were in our camp at the time. None
of us knows what became of them. They were behind us when we took our
post to defend the camp from our men and the slaves of the Arabs. Your
Waziri were there. After the enemy had withdrawn we found that the two
women had disappeared. We do not know what became of them. We are
looking for them now.”
“My Waziri told me as much,” said Tarzan, “but have you seen aught of
Luvini since?”
“No, we have not,” replied Kraski.
“What are you doing here?” demanded Tarzan.
“We came with Mr. Bluber on a scientific expedition,” replied the
Russian. “We have had a great deal of trouble. Our head-men, askari, and
porters have mutinied and deserted. We are absolutely alone and
helpless.”
“_Oi! Oi!_” cried Bluber. “Safe us! Safe us! But keep dot lion avay. He
makes me nerfous.”
“He will not hurt you—unless I tell him to,” said Tarzan.
“Den please don’t tell him to,” cried Bluber.
“Where do you want to go?” asked Tarzan.
“We are trying to get back to the coast,” replied Kraski, “and from
there to London.”
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