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Updated: June 26, 2025
He turned toward his warriors. "Who knows where she may be?" None knew other than that Pan-at-lee had gone to her cave with the others the previous evening there was no clew, no suggestion as to her whereabouts. "Show me where she sleeps," said Tarzan; "let me see something that belongs to her an article of her apparel then, doubtless, I can help you."
"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.
With all his remaining strength the ape-man drove home the blade once, twice, thrice, and then all went black before him as he felt himself, still in the clutches of the Tor-o-don, topple from the recess. Fortunate it was for Tarzan that Pan-at-lee had not obeyed his injunction to make good her escape while he engaged the Tor-o-don, for it was to this fact that he owed his life.
And as she stepped into the trail there arose on either side of her from out of the bushes that border the path, as though materialized from thin air, a score of tall, white warriors of the Ho-don. Like a frightened deer Pan-at-lee cast a single startled look at these menacers of her freedom and leaped quickly toward the bushes in an effort to escape; but the warriors were too close at hand.
The wicked little eyes looked up at him and the horny beak opened to disclose a full set of powerful teeth. "Herbivorous!" murmured the ape-man. "Your ancestors may have been, but not you," and then to Pan-at-lee: "Let us go now. At the cave we will have deer meat and then back to Kor-ul-ja and Om-at." The girl shuddered. "Go?" she repeated. "We will never go from here." "Why not?" asked Tarzan.
And when the brief ceremony was over and the warriors with upraised clubs had sworn fealty to their new ruler, Ja-don dispatched a trusted company to fetch O-lo-a and Pan-at-lee and the women of his own household from Ja-lur.
After they had joined the other party the entire band set forth into the valley and presently, from the conversation of her captors, Pan-at-lee knew that she was headed for A-lur, the City of Light; while in the cave of his ancestors, Om-at, chief of the Kor-ul-ja, bemoaned the loss of both his friend and she that was to have been his mate. A-lur
"They would have taken the princess and the stranger woman to Tu-lur, Mo-sar's city by the Dark Lake." "I go to find her," he said to Pan-at-lee, "she is my mate. And if I survive I shall find means to liberate you too and return you to Om-at." Before the girl could reply he had disappeared behind the hangings of the door near the foot of the dais.
During her lifetime the tribe to which she belonged had been sufficiently fortunate, or powerful, to withstand successfully the majority of such raids made upon them, but yet Pan-at-lee had known of friends and relatives who had been carried into slavery by the Ho-don and she knew, too, another thing which gave her hope, as doubtless it did to each of the other captives that occasionally the prisoners escaped from the cities of the hairless whites.
Tarzan, come with me and I shall show you where Pan-at-lee sleeps, though why you should wish to know I cannot guess she is not there. I have looked for myself." The two entered the cave where Om-at led the way to the apartment in which Es-sat had surprised Pan-at-lee the previous night. "All here are hers," said Om-at, "except the war club lying on the floor that was Es-sat's."
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