READ THE NOVEL- Chapters 1-31 - ERBzine

Tarzan on Mars
turned up her face to him and waited with closed eyes for the
lover's caress she had dreamed of through thousands of lonely
nights. Her arms encircled him, her white, heaving bosom
pressed hotly against his cool, unyielding chest, her flowing,
raven hair a midnight cloud of loveliness framing her flushed,
beautiful countenance.
Tarzan knew the complexion of her heart, but he had not
been born to subtleness. Kindness and charity lived in his
great, savage heart, but he had ever been the full-blooded
brother to justice and realism.
"What must be," he said, "must be. I am sorry, La, but I
came here seeking yet another besides yourself. My
mate—Jane Clayton. Do you know aught of her fate on this
world?"
"Your—mate! Jane Clayton! Do you mean that shee,
too—" Her full lips and her chin trembled. She was unable to
speak further.
"Yes, La. Your priests brought me the great diadem from
Opar, and Jane looked into it as you did. She, also, was taken
across the bridge of stars to this world. I have spent the
entire treasure of Opar to reach you both. Now that I have
found you, I must continue my search for her. I had hoped
that you might have learned something of her whereabouts."
Dazedly, La allowed her arms to fall away from him.
"Bridge of stars? Treasure of Opar?" she murmured.
"But—we are dead, Tarzan. This is the After Life."
The apeman smiled. He tried to explain the true situation
to her, but through the medium of their primitive
language he was forced to resort to many figures of speech.
"This is a world in the sky, like Goro, the moon, only
larger and much farther away, La. I have flown here in a great
bird of fire. But you and Jane were brought here through the
great jewel by a mighty witch doctor who lives here. Have
you not seen this magician or learned his purpose in bringing
you here?"
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