And now came the slow process of drawing the rope unaided through
one hand, fingering it slowly an inch at a time until the center was
in his grasp. This he looped over the top of the projection in front
of him, seating it as securely as he could, and then he grasped both
strands once more in his right hand and was ready to descend another
twenty-five feet.
This stage of the descent was the most appalling of all, since the rope
was barely seated upon a shelving protuberance from which he was aware
it might slip at any instant. And so it was with a sense of unspeakable
relief that he again found foothold near the end of the frail strands
that were supporting him.
At this point the surface of the spire became much rougher. It was
broken by fissures and horizontal cracks that had not been visible from
above, with the result that compared with the first fifty feet the
descent from here to the base was a miracle of ease, and it was not
long before Tarzan stood again squarely upon his two feet and level
ground. And now for the first time he had an opportunity to take stock
of his injuries.
His legs were scratched and cut by the teeth and talons of the young
thipdars, but these wounds were as nothing to those left by the talons
of the adult reptile upon his back and shoulders. He could feel the
deep wounds, but he could not see them; nor the clotted blood that had
dried upon his brown skin.
The wounds pained and his muscles were stiff and sore, but his only
fear lay in the possibility of blood poisoning and that did not
greatly worry the ape-man, who had been repeatedly torn and mauled by
carnivores since childhood.
A brief survey of his position showed him that it would be practically
impossible for him to recross the stupendous gorge that yawned between
him and the point at which he had been so ruthlessly torn from his
companions. And with that discovery came the realization that there was
little or no likelihood that the people toward which Tar-gash had been
attempting to guide him could be the members of the O-220 expedition.
Therefore it seemed useless to attempt the seemingly impossible feat of
finding Thoar and Tar-gash again among this maze of stupendous peaks,
gorges and ravines. And so he determined merely to seek a way out of
the mountains and back to the forests and plains that held a greater
allure for him than did the rough and craggy contours of inhospitable
hills. And to the accomplishment of this end he decided to follow the
line of least resistance, seeking always the easiest avenues of descent.
Below him, in various directions, he could see the timber line and
toward this he hastened to make his way.
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