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nimbly　over　the　palisade；　tearing　his　burnoose　in　the

effort；　and　fled　into　the　depths　of　the　jungle；

grumbling　and　scolding　as　he　went。



Tarzan；　roaming　the　jungle　in　search　of　the　trail　of

Taglat　and　the　she；　traveled　swiftly。　　In　a　little

moonlit　glade　ahead　of　him　the　great　ape　was　bending

over　the　prostrate　form　of　the　woman　Tarzan　sought。

The　beast　was　tearing　at　the　bonds　that　confined　her

ankles　and　wrists；　pulling　and　gnawing　upon　the　cords。



The　course　the　ape…man　was　taking　would　carry　him　but　a

short　distance　to　the　right　of　them；　and　though　he

could　not　have　seen　them　the　wind　was　bearing　down　from　them

to　him；　carrying　their　scent　spoor　strongly　toward　him。



A　moment　more　and　Jane　Clayton's　safety　might　have　been

assured；　even　though　Numa；　the　lion；　was　already

gathering　himself　in　preparation　for　a　charge；　but

Fate；　already　all　too　cruel；　now　outdid　herselfthe

wind　veered　suddenly　for　a　few　moments；　the　scent　spoor

that　would　have　led　the　ape…man　to　the　girl's　side　was

wafted　in　the　opposite　direction；　Tarzan　passed　within

fifty　yards　of　the　tragedy　that　was　being　enacted　in

the　glade；　and　the　opportunity　was　gone　beyond　recall。







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The　Fight　For　the　Treasure





It　was　morning　before　Tarzan　could　bring　himself　to　a

realization　of　the　possibility　of　failure　of　his　quest；

and　even　then　he　would　only　admit　that　success　was　but

delayed。　　He　would　eat　and　sleep；　and　then　set　forth

again。　　The　jungle　was　wide；　but　wide　too　were　the

experience　and　cunning　of　Tarzan。　　Taglat　might　travel

far；　but　Tarzan　would　find　him　in　the　end；　though　he

had　to　search　every　tree　in　the　mighty　forest。



Soliloquizing　thus；　the　ape…man　followed　the　spoor　of

Bara；　the　deer；　the　unfortunate　upon　which　he　had

decided　to　satisfy　his　hunger。　　For　half　an　hour　the

trail　led　the　ape…man　toward　the　east　along　a

well…marked　game　path；　when　suddenly；　to　the　stalker's

astonishment；　the　quarry　broke　into　sight；　racing　madly

back　along　the　narrow　way　straight　toward　the　hunter。



Tarzan；　who　had　been　following　along　the　trail；　leaped

so　quickly　to　the　concealing　verdure　at　the　side　that

the　deer　was　still　unaware　of　the　presence　of　an　enemy

in　this　direction；　and　while　the　animal　was　still　some

distance　away；　the　ape…man　swung　into　the　lower

branches　of　the　tree　which　overhung　the　trail。　　There

he　crouched；　a　savage　beast　of　prey；　awaiting　the

coming　of　its　victim。



What　had　frightened　the　deer　into　so　frantic　a　retreat；

Tarzan　did　not　knowNuma；　the　lion；　perhaps；　or

Sheeta；　the　panther；　but　whatsoever　it　was　mattered

little　to　Tarzan　of　the　Apeshe　was　ready　and　willing

to　defend　his　kill　against　any　other　denizen　of　the

jungle。　　If　he　were　unable　to　do　it　by　means　of

physical　prowess；　he　had　at　his　command　another　and　a

greater　powerhis　shrewd　intelligence。



And　so；　on　came　the　running　deer；　straight　into　the

jaws　of　death。　　The　ape…man　turned　so　that　his　back　was

toward　the　approaching　animal。　　He　poised　with　bent

knees　upon　the　gently　swaying　limb　above　the　trail；

timing　with　keen　ears　the　nearing　hoof　beats　of

frightened　Bara。



In　a　moment　the　victim　flashed　beneath　the　limb　and　at

the　same　instant　the　ape…man　above　sprang　out　and　down

upon　its　back。　　The　weight　of　the　man's　body　carried

the　deer　to　the　ground。　　It　stumbled　forward　once　in　a

futile　effort　to　rise；　and　then　mighty　muscles　dragged

its　head　far　back；　gave　the　neck　a　vicious　wrench；　and

Bara　was　dead。



Quick　had　been　the　killing；　and　equally　quick　were　the

ape…man's　subsequent　actions；　for　who　might　know　what

manner　of　killer　pursued　Bara；　or　how　close　at　hand　he

might　be？　　Scarce　had　the　neck　of　the　victim　snapped

than　the　carcass　was　hanging　over　one　of　Tarzan's　broad

shoulders；　and　an　instant　later　the　ape…man　was　perched

once　more　among　the　lower　branches　of　a　tree　above　the

trail；　his　keen；　gray　eyes　scanning　the　pathway　down

which　the　deer　had　fled。



Nor　was　it　long　before　the　cause　of　Bara's　fright

became　evident　to　Tarzan；　for　presently　came　the

unmistakable　sounds　of　approaching　horsemen。　　Dragging

his　kill　after　him　the　ape…man　ascended　to　the　middle

terrace；　and　settling　himself　comfortably　in　the　crotch

of　a　tree　where　he　could　still　view　the　trail　beneath；

cut　a　juicy　steak　from　the　deer's　loin；　and　burying　his

strong；　white　teeth　in　the　hot　flesh　proceeded　to　enjoy

the　fruits　of　his　prowess　and　his　cunning。



Nor　did　he　neglect　the　trail　beneath　while　he　satisfied

his　hunger。　　His　sharp　eyes　saw　the　muzzle　of　the

leading　horse　as　it　came　into　view　around　a　bend　in　the

tortuous　trail；　and　one　by　one　they　scrutinized　the

riders　as　they　passed　beneath　him　in　single　file。



Among　them　came　one　whom　Tarzan　recognized；　but　so

schooled　was　the　ape…man　in　the　control　of　his　emotions

that　no　slightest　change　of　expression；　much　less　any

hysterical　demonstration　that　might　have　revealed　his

presence；　betrayed　the　fact　of　his　inward　excitement。



Beneath　him；　as　unconscious　of　his　presence　as　were　the

Abyssinians　before　and　behind　him；　rode　Albert　Werper；

while　the　ape…man　scrutinized　the　Belgian　for　some　sign

of　the　pouch　which　he　had　stolen。



As　the　Abyssinians　rode　toward　the　south；　a　giant

figure　hovered　ever　upon　their　traila　huge；　almost

naked　white　man；　who　carried　the　bloody　carcass　of　a

deer　upon　his　shoulders；　for　Tarzan　knew　that　he　might

not　have　another　opportunity　to　hunt　for　some　time　if

he　were　to　follow　the　Belgian。



To　endeavor　to　snatch　him　from　the　midst　of　the　armed

horsemen；　not　even　Tarzan　would　attempt　other　than　in

the　last　extremity；　for　the　way　of　the　wild　is　the　way

of　caution　and　cunning；　unless　they　be　aroused　to

rashness　by　pain　or　anger。



So　the　Abyssinians　and　the　Belgian　marched　southward

and　Tarzan　of　the　Apes　swung　silently　after　them

through　the　swaying　branches　of　the　middle　terrace。



A　two　days'　march　brought　them　to　a　level　plain　beyond

which　lay　mountainsa　plain　which　Tarzan　remembered

and　which　aroused　within　him　vague　half　memories　and

strange　longings。　　Out　upon　the　plain　the　horsemen

rode；　and　at　a　safe　distance　behind　them　crept　the　ape…man；

taking　advantage　of　such　cover　as　the　ground　afforded。



Beside　a　charred　pile　of　timbers　the　Abyssinians

halted；　and　Tarzan；　sneaking　close　and　concealing

himself　in　nearby　shrubbery；　watched　them　in

wonderment。　　He　saw　them　digging　up　the　earth；　and　he

wondered　if　they　had　hidden　meat　there　in　the　past　and

now　had　come　for　it。　　Then　he　recalled　how　he　had

buried　his　pretty　pebbles；　and　the　suggestion　that　had

caused　him　to　do　it。　　They　were　digging　for　the　things

the　blacks　had　buried　here！



Presently　he　saw　them　uncover　a　dirty；　yellow　object；

and　he　witnessed　the　joy　of　Werper　and　of　Abdul　Mourak

as　the　grimy　object　was　exposed　to　view。　　One　by　one

they　unearthed　many　similar　pieces；　all　of　the　same

uniform；　dirty　yellow；　until　a　pile　of　them　lay　upon

the　ground；　a　pile　which　Abdul　Mourak　fondled　and

petted　in　an　ecstasy　of　greed。



Something　stirred　in　the　ape…man's　mind　as　he　looked

long　upon　the　golden　ingots。　　Where　had　he　seen　such

before？　　What　were　they？　　Why　did　these　Tarmangani　covet

them　so　greatly？　　To　whom　did　they　belong？



He　recalled　the　black　men　who　had　buried　them。

The　things　must　be　theirs。　　Werper　was　stealing　them　as

he　had　stolen　Tarzan's　pouch　of　pebbles。　　The　ape…man's

eyes　blazed　in　anger。　　He　would　like　to　find　the　black

men　and　lead　them　against　these　thieves。　　He　wondered

where　their　village　might　be。



As　all　these　things　ran　through　the　active　mind；　a

party　of　men　moved　out　of　the　forest　at　the　edge　of　the

plain　and　advanced　toward　the　ruins　of　the　burned　bungalow。



Abdul　Mourak；　always　watchful；　was　the　first　to　see

them；　but　already　they　were　halfway　across　the　open。

He　called　to　his　men　to　mount　and　hold　themselves　in

readiness；　for　in　the　heart　of　Africa　who　may　know

whether　a　strange　host　be　friend　or　foe？



Werper；　swinging　into　his　saddle；　fastened　his　eyes

upon　the　newcomers；　then；　white　and　trembling　he　turned

toward　Abdul　Mourak。



〃It　is　Achmet　Zek　and　his　raiders；〃　he　whispered。

〃They　are　come　for　the　gold。〃



It　must　have　been　at　about　the　same　instant　that　Achmet

Zek　discovered　the　pile　of　yellow　ingots　and　realized

the　actuality　of　what　he　had　already　feared　since　first

his　eyes　had　alighted　upon　the　party　beside　the　ruins

of　the　Englishman's　bungalow。　　Someone　had　forestalled

himanother　had　come　for　the　treasure　ahead　of　him。



The　Arab　was　crazed　by　rage。　　Recently　everything　had

gone　against　him。　　He　had　lost　the　jewels；　the　Belgian；

and　for　the　second　time　he　had　lost　the　Englishwoman。

Now　some　one　had　come　to　rob　him　of　this　treasure　which

he　had　thought　as　safe　from　disturbance　here　as　though

it　never　had　been　mined。



He　cared　not　whom　the　thieves　might　be。　　They　would　not

give　up　the　gold　without　a　battle；　of　that　he　was

certain；　and　with　a　wild　whoop　and　a　command　to　his

followers；　Achmet　Zek　put　spurs　to　his　horse　and　dashed

down　upon　the　Abyssinians；　and　after　him；　waving　their

long　guns　above　their　heads；　yelling　and　cursing；　came

his　motley　horde　of　cut…throat　followers。



The　men　of　Abdul　Mourak　met　them　with　a　volley　which

emptied　a　few　saddles；　and　then　the　raiders　were　among

them；　and　sword；　pistol　and　musket；　each　was　doing　its

most　hideous　and　bloody　work。



Achmet　Zek；　spying　Werper　at　the　first　charge；　bore

down　upon　the　Belgian；　and　the　latter；　terrified　by

contemplation　of　the　fate　he　deserved；　turned　his

horse's　head　and　dashed　madly　away　in　an　effort　to

escape。　　Shouting　to　a　lieutenant　to　take　command；　and

urging　him　upon　pain　of　death　to　dispatch　the

Abyssinians　and　bring　the　gold　back　to　his　camp；　Achmet

Zek　set　off　across　the　plain　in　pursuit　of　the　Belgian；

his　wicked　nature　unable