第 13 节
作者:击水三千      更新:2021-02-18 22:45      字数:9322
  they face death and welcome it if it came while they defended their High
  Priestess     and   her   altar;  but  evidently     there   were   deaths;    and   deaths。
  Some      strange   superstition     must   surround     that  polished    blade;    that  no
  Oparian   cared   to   chance   a   death   thrust   from  it;   yet   gladly  rushed   to   the
  slaughter of the ape…man's flaying spear。
  Once outside the temple court; Werper communicated his discovery to
  Tarzan。     The ape…man grinned; and let Werper go before him; brandishing
  the   jeweled   and   holy   weapon。      Like   leaves   before   a   gale;   the   Oparians
  scattered     in  all  directions    and   Tarzan    and   the   Belgian    found    a  clear
  passage through the corridors and chambers of the ancient temple。
  The Belgian's eyes went wide as they passed through the room of the
  seven pillars of solid gold。        With ill…concealed avarice he looked upon the
  age…old; golden tablets set in the walls of nearly every room and down the
  sides of many of the corridors。           To the ape…man all this wealth appeared
  to mean nothing。
  On the two went; chance leading them toward the broad avenue which
  lay between the stately piles of the half…ruined edifices and the inner wall
  of   the   city。   Great   apes   jabbered   at   them   and   menaced   them;   but   Tarzan
  answered them after their own kind; giving back taunt for taunt; insult for
  insult; challenge for challenge。
  Werper     saw    a  hairy   bull  swing    down     from   a  broken    column     and
  advance; stiff…legged and bristling; toward the naked giant。                   The yellow
  fangs     were    bared;    angry    snarls   and    barkings    rumbled      threateningly
  through the thick and hanging lips。
  The Belgian watched his companion。                To his horror; he saw the man
  stoop until his closed knuckles rested upon the ground as did those of the
  anthropoid。      He saw him circle; stiff…legged about the circling ape。                 He
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  heard the same bestial barkings and growlings issue from the human throat
  that were coming from the mouth of the brute。                Had his eyes been closed
  he could not have known but that two giant apes were bridling for combat。
  But   there   was   no   battle。   It   ended   as   the   majority   of   such   jungle
  encounters endone of the boasters loses his nerve; and becomes suddenly
  interested in a blowing leaf; a beetle; or the lice upon his hairy stomach。
  In   this   instance   it   was   the   anthropoid   that   retired   in   stiff   dignity   to
  inspect     an  unhappy      caterpillar;   which    he   presently    devoured。     For     a
  moment Tarzan seemed inclined to pursue the argument。                      He swaggered
  truculently; stuck out his chest; roared and advanced closer to the bull。                  It
  was with difficulty that Werper finally persuaded him to leave well enough
  alone and continue his way from the ancient city of the Sun Worshipers。
  The two searched for nearly an hour before they found the narrow exit
  through the inner wall。         From there the well…worn trail led them beyond
  the outer fortification to the desolate valley of Opar。
  Tarzan had no idea; in so far as Werper could discover; as to where he
  was   or   whence   he   came。      He   wandered   aimlessly   about;   searching   for
  food; which he discovered beneath small rocks; or hiding in the shade of
  the scant brush which dotted the ground。
  The   Belgian   was   horrified   by   the   hideous   menu   of   his   companion。
  Beetles;     rodents    and   caterpillars    were   devoured      with   seeming     relish。
  Tarzan was indeed an ape again。
  At last Werper succeeded in leading his companion toward the distant
  hills which mark the northwestern boundary of the valley; and together the
  two set out in the direction of the Greystoke bungalow。
  What     purpose     prompted     the   Belgian    in  leading    the  victim    of  his
  treachery and greed back toward his former home it is difficult to guess;
  unless it   was   that   without Tarzan   there   could be   no   ransom  for Tarzan's
  wife。
  That night they camped in the valley beyond the hills; and as they sat
  before   a   little   fire   where   cooked   a   wild   pig   that   had   fallen   to   one   of
  Tarzan's arrows; the latter sat lost in speculation。            He seemed continually
  to be trying to grasp some mental image which as constantly eluded him。
  At last he opened the leathern pouch which hung at his side。                   From it
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  he poured into the palm of his hand a quantity of glittering gems。                      The
  firelight playing upon them conjured a multitude of scintillating rays; and
  as the wide eyes   of the Belgian   looked on in  rapt fascination; the  man's
  expression at last acknowledged a tangible purpose in courting the society
  of the ape…man。
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  The Theft of the Jewels
  For two days Werper sought for the party that had accompanied him
  from the camp to the barrier cliffs; but not until late in the afternoon of the
  second day did he find clew to its whereabouts; and then in such gruesome
  form that he was totally unnerved by the sight。
  In   an   open   glade   he   came   upon   the   bodies   of   three   of   the   blacks;
  terribly    mutilated;   nor   did   it  require  considerable     deductive     power    to
  explain   their   murder。   Of   the   little   party   only   these   three   had   not   been
  slaves。     The   others;   evidently   tempted   to   hope   for   freedom   from   their
  cruel Arab master; had taken advantage of their separation from the main
  camp; to slay the three representatives of the hated power which held them
  in slavery; and vanish into the jungle。
  Cold sweat exuded from Werper's forehead as he contemplated the fate
  which chance had permitted him to escape; for had he been present when
  the conspiracy bore fruit; he; too; must have been of the garnered。
  Tarzan   showed   not   the   slightest   surprise   or   interest   in   the   discovery。
  Inherent     in  him   was   a  calloused     familiarity   with   violent   death。    The
  refinements   of   his   recent   civilization   expunged   by   the   force   of   the   sad
  calamity     which    had   befallen    him;   left  only   the  primitive    sensibilities
  which his childhood's training had imprinted indelibly upon the fabric of
  his mind。
  The training of Kala; the examples and precepts of Kerchak; of Tublat;
  and of Terkoz now formed the basis of his every thought and action。                     He
  retained   a   mechanical   knowledge   of   French   and   English   speech。 Werper
  had spoken to him in French; and Tarzan had replied in the same tongue
  without conscious realization that he had departed from the anthropoidal
  speech   in   which   he   had   addressed   La。     Had   Werper   used   English;   the
  result would have been the same。
  Again; that night; as the two sat before their camp fire; Tarzan played
  with his shining baubles。          Werper asked him what they were and where
  he had found them。 The ape…man replied that they were gay…colored stones;
  with which he purposed fashioning a necklace; and that he had found them
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  far beneath the sacrificial court of the temple of the Flaming God。
  Werper was relieved to find that Tarzan had no conception of the value
  of   the   gems。     This    would     make    it  easier   for  the   Belgian    to  obtain
  possession   of   them。   Possibly   the   man   would   give   them   to   him   for   the
  asking。 Werper reached out his hand toward the little pile that Tarzan had
  arranged upon a piece of flat wood before him。
  〃Let me see them;〃 said the Belgian。
  Tarzan placed a large palm over his treasure。                He bared his fighting
  fangs; and growled。         Werper withdrew his hand more quickly than he had
  advanced       it。  Tarzan      resumed     his   playing    with    the  gems;     and   his
  conversation with Werper as though nothing unusual had occurred。 He had
  but    exhibited    the   beast's   jealous   protec