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The warriors and the people had now witnessed such an exhibition
of divine power as might have convinced an even less superstitious
and more enlightened people, and since many of them had but lately
wavered between the Jad-ben-Otho of Lu-don and the Dor-ul-Otho of
Ja-don it was not difficult for them to swing quickly back to the
latter, especially in view of the unanswerable argument in the hands
of him whom Ta-den had described as the Messenger of the Great God.
And so the warriors sprang forward now with alacrity and surrounded
the priests, and when they looked again at the western wall of the
temple court they saw pouring over it a great force of warriors.
And the thing that startled and appalled them was the fact that
many of these were black and hairy Waz-don.
At their head came the stranger with the shiny weapon and on his
right was Ta-den, the Ho-don, and on his left Om-at, the black gund
of Kor-ul-ja.
A warrior near the altar had seized the sacrificial knife and cut
Tarzan's bonds and also those of Ja-don and Jane Clayton, and now
the three stood together beside the altar and as the newcomers
from the western end of the temple court pushed their way toward
them the eyes of the woman went wide in mingled astonishment,
incredulity, and hope. And the stranger, slinging his weapon across
his back by a leather strap, rushed forward and took her in his
arms.
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