And further the princess said that when this woman, whose
name is Pan-at-lee, was brought to her yesterday she told a strange
story of having been rescued from a Tor-o-don in the Kor-ul-gryf by
a creature such as this, whom she spoke of then as Tarzan-jad-guru;
and of how the two were pursued in the bottom of the gorge by two
monster gryfs, and of how the man led them away while Pan-at-lee
escaped, only to be taken prisoner in the Kor-ul-lul as she was
seeking to return to her own tribe.
"Is it not plain now," cried Lu-don, "that this creature is no god.
Did he tell you that he was the son of god?" he almost shouted,
turning suddenly upon Pan-at-lee.
The girl shrank back terrified. "Answer me, slave!" cried the high
priest.
"He seemed more than mortal," parried Pan-at-lee.
"Did he tell you that he was the son of god? Answer my question,"
insisted Lu-don.
"No," she admitted in a low voice, casting an appealing look of
forgiveness at Tarzan who returned a smile of encouragement and
friendship.
"That is no proof that he is not the son of god," cried Ja-don.
"Dost think Jad-ben-Otho goes about crying 'I am god! I am god!'
Hast ever heard him Lu-don? No, you have not. Why should his son
do that which the father does not do?"
"Enough," cried Lu-don. "The evidence is clear. The creature is
an impostor and I, the head priest of Jad-ben-Otho in the city of
A-lur, do condemn him to die.
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