"Oh, look, Pan-at-lee," cried O-lo-a presently; "there is the king
of them all. Never did I see so wonderful a flower--No! I will get
it myself--it is so large and wonderful no other hand shall touch
it," and the princess wound in among the bushes toward the point
where the great flower bloomed upon a bush above the ape-man's
head.
So sudden and unexpected her approach that there was no opportunity
to escape and Tarzan sat silently trusting that fate might be kind
to him and lead Ko-tan's daughter away before her eyes dropped from
the high-growing bloom to him. But as the girl cut the long stem
with her knife she looked down straight into the smiling face of
Tarzan-jad-guru.
With a stifled scream she drew back and the ape-man rose and faced
her.
"Have no fear, Princess," he assured her. "It is the friend of
Ta-den who salutes you," raising her fingers to his lips.
Pan-at-lee came now excitedly forward. "O Jad-ben-Otho, it is he!"
"And now that you have found me," queried Tarzan, "will you give
me up to Lu-don, the high priest?"
Pan-at-lee threw herself upon her knees at O-lo-a's feet. "Princess!
Princess!" she beseeched, "do not discover him to his enemies."
"But Ko-tan, my father," whispered O-lo-a fearfully, "if he knew
of my perfidy his rage would be beyond naming.
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