had become habitual for him to depend solely upon his own cunning
and prowess.

And so it was that he came into the upper corridor from which opened
the chambers of Lu-don and the lesser priests far in advance of his
warriors, and as he turned into this corridor with its dim cressets
flickering somberly, he saw another enter it from a corridor before
him--a warrior half carrying, half dragging the figure of a woman.
Instantly Tarzan recognized the gagged and fettered captive whom
he had thought safe in the palace of Ja-don at Ja-lur.

The warrior with the woman had seen Tarzan at the same instant that
the latter had discovered him. He heard the low beastlike growl
that broke from the ape-man's lips as he sprang forward to wrest
his mate from her captor and wreak upon him the vengeance that was
in the Tarmangani's savage heart. Across the corridor from Pan-sat
was the entrance to a smaller chamber. Into this he leaped carrying
the woman with him.

Close behind came Tarzan of the Apes. He had cast aside his torch
and drawn the long knife that had been his father's. With the
impetuosity of a charging bull he rushed into the chamber in pursuit
of Pan-sat to find himself, when the hangings dropped behind him,
in utter darkness. Almost immediately there was a crash of stone
on stone before him followed a moment later by a similar crash
behind. No other evidence was necessary to announce to the ape-man
that he was again a prisoner in Lu-don's temple.

He stood perfectly still where he had halted at the first sound of
the descending stone door. Not again would he easily be precipitated