Along this ledge, or arcade, his guide led him for a hundred yards,
to stop at last before a wide entrance-way leading into another
apartment of the palace.
Here Tarzan beheld a considerable concourse of warriors in an
enormous apartment, the domed ceiling of which was fully fifty feet
above the floor. Almost filling the chamber was a great pyramid
ascending in broad steps well up under the dome in which were a
number of round apertures which let in the light. The steps of the
pyramid were occupied by warriors to the very pinnacle, upon which
sat a large, imposing figure of a man whose golden trappings shone
brightly in the light of the afternoon sun, a shaft of which poured
through one of the tiny apertures of the dome.
"Ko-tan!" cried Dak-lot, addressing the resplendent figure at
the pinnacle of the pyramid. "Ko-tan and warriors of Pal-ul-don!
Behold the honor that Jad-ben-Otho has done you in sending as his
messenger his own son," and Dak-lot, stepping aside, indicated
Tarzan with a dramatic sweep of his hand.
Ko-tan rose to his feet and every warrior within sight craned his
neck to have a better view of the newcomer. Those upon the opposite
side of the pyramid crowded to the front as the words of the old
warrior reached them. Skeptical were the expressions on most of the
faces; but theirs was a skepticism marked with caution.
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