Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
“I am going with you,” she replied. “I do not ask that you love me. I
only ask that you take me away from Opar and from the enemies who would
slay me. There was no other way. Manu, the monkey, overheard them
plotting, and he came to me and told me all that they would do. Whether
I saved you or sacrificed you, it had all been the same with me. They
were determined to do away with me, that Oah might be High Priestess and
Cadj king of Opar. But I should not have sacrificed you, Tarzan, under
any circumstances, and this, then, seemed the only way in which we might
both be saved. We could not go to the north or the west across the plain
of Opar for there Cadj has placed warriors in ambush to waylay you, and
though you be Tarzan and a mighty fighter, they would overwhelm you by
their very numbers and slay you.”
“But where are you leading me?” asked Tarzan.
“I have chosen the lesser of two evils; in this direction lies an
unknown country, filled for us Oparians with legends of grim monsters
and strange people. Never has an Oparian ventured here and returned
again to Opar. But if there lives in all the world a creature who could
win through this unknown valley, it be you, Tarzan of the Apes.”
“But if you know nothing of this country, or its inhabitants,” demanded
Tarzan, “how is it that you so well know the trail that leads to it?”
“We well know the trail to the summit, but that is as far as I have ever
been before. The great apes and the lions use this trail when they come
down into Opar. The lions, of course, cannot tell us where it leads, and
the great apes will not, for usually we are at war with them. Along this
trail they come down into Opar to steal our people, and upon this trail
we await to capture them, for often we offer a great ape in sacrifice to
the Flaming God, or rather that was our former custom, but for many
years they have been too wary for us, the toll being upon the other
side, though we do not know for what purpose they steal our people,
unless it be that they eat them. They are a very powerful race, standing
higher than Bolgani, the gorilla, and infinitely more cunning, for, as
there is ape blood in our veins, so is there human blood in the veins of
these great apes that dwell in the valley above Opar.”
“Why is it, La, that we must pass through this valley in order to escape
from Opar? There must be some other way.”
“There is no other way, Tarzan of the Apes,” she replied. “The avenues
across the valley are guarded by Cadj’s people. Our only chance of
escape lies in this direction, and I have brought you along the only
trail that pierces the precipitous cliffs that guard Opar upon the
south. Across or around this valley we must go in an attempt to find an
avenue across the mountain and down upon the other side.”
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