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Updated: June 26, 2025
I do not even know that it is more than a story and I but tell you that which I have heard others say." "There was only one," asked Tarzan, "whom they spoke of?" "No, they speak of another who came with her but none seems to know what became of this one." Tarzan nodded. "Thank you Pan-at-lee," he said. "You may have helped me more than either of us guess."
For but a moment she debated and then turning her face toward the southeast she set out across the gorge of water toward the Kor-ul-gryf at least there were no men there. As it is now, so it was in the beginning, back to the primitive progenitor of man which is typified by Pan-at-lee and her kind today, of all the hunters that woman fears, man is the most relentless, the most terrible.
It was the smile of a strong and wicked man who knows his power not a pleasant smile at all. "I will leave, Pan-at-lee," he said; "but you shall go with me to the cave of Es-sat, the chief, to be the envied of the shes of Kor-ul-ja. Come!" "Never!" cried Pan-at-lee. "I hate you. Sooner would I mate with a Ho-don than with you, beater of women, murderer of babes."
Two young warriors climbed closer to the ledge upon which Om-at stood. They were In-sad and O-dan. It was the latter who spoke. "Gund of Kor-ul-ja," he said, "we would go with you to search for Pan-at-lee."
Instead it galvanized her into instant action with the result that Pan-at-lee swarmed up the nearest tree to the very loftiest branch that would sustain her weight. Then she looked down.
The loyalty of the primitive is spontaneous, unreasoning, unselfish and such was the loyalty of Pan-at-lee for the Tarmangani. And so it was that she waited that day and night, hoping that he would return that she might accompany him back to Om-at, for her experience had taught her that in the face of danger two have a better chance than one.
Es-sat was unarmed Pan-at-lee had seen to that but at Om-at's side swung a sheathed knife which he made no effort to draw. That would have been contrary to their savage and primitive code for the chief-battle must be fought with nature's weapons. Sometimes they separated for an instant only to rush upon each other again with all the ferocity and nearly the strength of mad bulls.
"Who is chief?" asked one of An-un's sons. "Om-at," replied O-dan. "It is well," cried An-un. "Pan-at-lee said that you would come back and slay Es-sat." Now the enemy broke into sight behind them. "Come!" cried Tarzan, "let us turn and charge them, raising a great cry. They pursued but three and when they see eight charging upon them they will think that many men have come to do battle.
The last words took the keen edge from Pan-at-lee's terror; but she did not understand. How did this strange creature know her name? How did it know that she had descended the pegs by a certain cave? It must, then, have been here when she came. Pan-at-lee was puzzled. "Who are you?" she asked, "and from whence do you come?"
But Tarzan-jad-guru had not come, and so upon the following morning Pan-at-lee set out upon her return to Kor-ul-ja. She knew the dangers and yet she faced them with the stolid indifference of her race. When they directly confronted and menaced her would be time enough to experience fear or excitement or confidence. In the meantime it was unnecessary to waste nerve energy by anticipating them.
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