"
"The head priest would have had him seized and slain, but when they
rushed upon him he hurled one in the face of Lu-don with the same
ease that you might cast your breastplates at me, and then he
leaped upon the altar and from there to the top of the temple wall
and disappeared below. They are searching for him, but, O Princess,
I pray that they do not find him."
"And why do you pray that?" asked O-lo-a. "Has not one who has so
blasphemed earned death?"
"Ah, but you do not know him," replied Pan-at-lee.
"And you do, then?" retorted O-lo-a quickly. "This morning you
betrayed yourself and then attempted to deceive me. The slaves
of O-lo-a do not such things with impunity. He is then the same
Tarzan-jad-guru of whom you told me? Speak woman and speak only
the truth."
Pan-at-lee drew herself up very erect, her little chin held high,
for was not she too among her own people already as good as a
princess? "Pan-at-lee, the Kor-ul-ja does not lie," she said, "to
protect herself."
"Then tell me what you know of this Tarzan-jad-guru," insisted
O-lo-a.
"I know that he is a wondrous man and very brave," said Pan-at-lee,
"and that he saved me from the Tor-o-don and the gryf as I told
you, and that he is indeed the same who came into the garden this
morning; and even now I do not know that he is not the son of
Jad-ben-Otho for his courage and his strength are more than those
of mortal man, as are also his kindness and his honor: for when he
might have harmed me he protected me, and when he might have saved
himself he thought only of me.
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