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Tarzan on Mars
His mind was sorely perplexed by this incomprehensible
information and his heart was laden with anger and forboding.
What nonsense was this? And who was this imposter who
claimed to be Tharos Pthan?
By his first ancestor!—if he actually should find her in
another man's arms this night, his blade would prove him to
be no legendary Tharos Pthan but a creature made of mortal
flesh and blood!
* * *
Through La, Tarzan began to comprehend the significance
of his position as that tumultuous afternoon wore on
into night and the two of them were at last installed as deities
in the palace of Lothar. There were seeming parallels to this
situation which the apeman felt had occurred in his previous
experience, where the role of witch doctor or pagan god had
been forced upon him as an expedient necessary to escape, or
to survival in the midst of a savage and superstitious tribe or
primitive race of people.
That he was underestimating his role and making a
mistake by placing his situation in the latter category, only to
discover, after it had become to late to correct it.. For the
time being, he simply considered it advisable to act as Tharos
Pthan as long as it increased his chances of helping La and as
long as it promised to serve as a springboard for launching his
major effort in search of Jane Clayton.
Once installed in the former throne room of Tario, La
ordered that the chamber be cleared, and when they were at
last alone together, she threw herself into his arms.
"My beloved!" she cried out. "It is impossible that you
should be here with me at last in this world of the After Life,
but I shall not question the fates when they are smiling upon
us! I love you! For an eternity I have waited for an answer to
my unknown destiny, and at last my sweet reward had some
to me! At last, my Tarzan, you are mine!"
The apeman was too tall for her to reach his lips, so La
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