Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
It was late afternoon before Maximus Praeclarus returned to his home,
going immediately to Tarzan's apartments. With him was the same black
who had acted as interpreter in the morning.
"I am to remain here with you," said the black to Tarzan, "as your
interpreter and servant."
"I venture to say," said Praeclarus through the interpreter, "that this
is the only spot in Castra Sanguinarius that they have not searched for
you and there are three centuries combing the forests outside the city,
though by this time Sublatus is convinced that you have escaped. We
shall keep you here in hiding for a few days when, I think, I can find
the means to get you out of the city after dark."
The ape-man smiled. "I can leave whenever I choose," he said, "either
by day or by night, but I do not choose to leave until I have satisfied
myself that the man for whom I am searching is not here. But, first,
let me thank you for your kindness to me, the reason for which I cannot
understand."
"That is easily explained," said Praeclarus. "The young woman whom
you saved from attack this morning is Dilecta, the daughter of Dion
Splendidus. She and I are to be married. That, I think, will explain my
gratitude."
"I understand," said Tarzan, "and I am glad that I was fortunate enough
to come upon them at the time that I did."
"Should you be captured again, it will not prove so fortunate for you,"
said Praeclarus, "for the man from whom you saved Dilecta is Fastus,
the son of Sublatus, and now the Emperor will have two indignities to
avenge; but if you remain here you will be safe, for our slaves are
loyal and there is little likelihood that you will be discovered."
"If I remain here," said Tarzan, "and it should be discovered that you
had befriended me, would not the anger of the Emperor fall upon you?"
Maximus Praeclarus shrugged. "I am daily expecting that," he said; "not
because of you, but because the son of the Emperor wishes to marry
Dilecta. Sublatus needs no further excuse to destroy me. I should be no
worse off were he to learn that I have befriended you than I now am."
"Then, perhaps, I may be of service to you if I remain," said Tarzan.
"I do not see how you can do anything but remain," said Praeclarus.
"Every man, woman, and child in Castra Sanguinarius will be on the
lookout for you, for Sublatus has offered a huge reward for your
capture, and besides the inhabitants of the city there are thousands
of black barbarians outside the walls who will lay aside every other
interest to run you down."
"Twice today you have seen how easily I can escape from the soldiers of
Sublatus," said Tarzan, smiling. "Just as easily can I leave the city
and elude the barbarians in the outer villages."
"Then why do you remain?" demanded Praeclarus.
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