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
to the gryf pit, or some similar danger, as had occurred when Lu-don
had trapped him in the Temple of the Gryf. As he stood there his
eyes slowly grew accustomed to the darkness and he became aware that
a dim light was entering the chamber through some opening, though
it was several minutes before he discovered its source. In the roof
of the chamber he finally discerned a small aperture, possibly three
feet in diameter and it was through this that what was really only
a lesser darkness rather than a light was penetrating its Stygian
blackness of the chamber in which he was imprisoned.
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