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Updated: June 23, 2025
If they would but hold off for a few more days they might select what fate they would he would not be there when they arrived to announce it. And then one day came Pan-sat, Lu-don's chief tool, to the city of Tu-lur. He came ostensibly with a fair message for Mo-sar from the high priest at A-lur.
If there was trouble what more natural than that Mo-sar and Bu-lot should be intrusted with the safety of the princess. And then, too, was not Mo-sar a powerful chief to whose orders disobedience might prove a dangerous thing?
Easily can you reach Tu-lur ahead of him and warn Mo-sar of his coming, for he has but only entered the lake." For a moment the priests demurred for they had no stomach for an encounter with this terrible man, but the warrior insisted and even went so far as to threaten them.
Throughout the villages of the Ho-don are thousands who will obey the commands of Lu-don, the high priest. Only with Lu-don's assistance can Mo-sar become king, and the message from Lu-don is that if Mo-sar would retain the friendship of Lu-don he must return immediately the woman he took from the quarters of the Princess O-lo-a." At this juncture a warrior entered. His excitement was evident.
"She is but this moment gone," cried O-lo-a. "Mo-sar, the father of this thing here," and she indicated the body of Bu-lot with a scornful finger, "seized her and carried her away." "Which way?" he cried. "Tell me quickly, in what direction he took her." "That way," cried Pan-at-lee, pointing to the doorway through which Mo-sar had passed.
It was Mo-sar's opinion that he might consider himself fortunate were he allowed to remain in peaceful occupation of his chieftainship at Tu-lur, nor was Mo-sar wrong in his deductions.
Directed now by a leader whom they both respected and admired those who had been loyal to Ko-tan rushed forward upon the faction that had surrounded Mo-sar. Fierce and terrible was the fighting, devoid, apparently, of all else than the ferocious lust to kill and while it was at its height Mo-sar and Bu-lot slipped unnoticed from the banquet hall.
Secretly he had espoused the cause of Mo-sar, in whom he would have a willing tool. He licked his thin lips as he sought the window through which Tarzan had entered and now Lu-don's only avenue of escape. Cautiously he made his way across the floor, feeling before him with his hands, and when they discovered that the trap was set for him an ugly snarl broke from the priest's lips.
When all was ready, and it did not take long, since the warriors of Pal-ul-don require but little impedimenta on the march, they moved toward the palace gate. Suddenly Mo-sar approached his son. "The princess," he whispered. "We must not leave the city without her she is half the battle for the throne." Bu-lot, now entirely sober, demurred. He had had enough of fighting and of risk.
Following the winding river which bore a considerable distance to the north before doubling back to empty into the Jad-in-lul, the ape-man missed a portage that would have saved him hours of paddling. It was at the upper end of this portage where Mo-sar and his warriors had debarked that the chief discovered the absence of his captive.
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