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Tarzan on Mars
Tarzan may have thought many things in that moment,
but his aquiline features only froze into a cold, expressionless
mask over his emotions. He asked a single question.
"Where is the key?"
"Lady Jane has it with her, Bwana, inside her room,"
answered Buira, who shrank back a little from her towering
master as she saw the old scar on his forehead start to take on
a livid color.
The startled girl saw him stride swiftly down the hallway
to Jane Clayton's bedroom. "Jane!" he called, after knocking
loudly but briefly on the heavy mahogany paneling of the
door.
In the next instant, he stepped back and lunged with all
the savage power of his two hundred and fifty pounds of
jungle tempered brawn. The door exploded loudly in a cloud
of debris that included the frame and part of the plaster.
Inside Jane Clayton's bedroom a single light was burning
on her dressing table, but the room, itself, from which no one
had seen her emerge, was empty of her presence. On the
floor next to the dressing table lay the glittering diadem from
Opar—to remind Tarzan of the identical disappearance of La,
High Priestess of the Flaming God...
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