READ THE NOVEL- Chapters 1-31 - ERBzine

Tarzan on Mars
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IN FLESH AND BLOOD
FIVE evenings later, Jason Gridley looked up from his
desk, startled.
It was Tarzan of the Apes who stood there in the open
doorway. He still wore the clothes of John Clayton, Lord
Greystoke, but the thin patina of civilization about him was
gone. Visible as is the lightning of a distant storm was the
scar of Bolgani the gorilla on his noble brow.
"Good Lord!" ejaculate gridley. "I told the night man to
send you up, not catapult you!" he gestured at the telephone
on his desk. "It was only a few seconds ago—"
"I have spent three days at the Carter House." said
Tarzan. His voice was low, yet dominating.
Had the ape-man discoursed on the subject for an hour
he could not have told Gridley more. The latter sat back in his
leather chair, the work before him dismissed as inconsequential
although a multi-million dollar corporation awaited the
answer to his calculations within twelve hours.
"Sit down, Tarzan. You've really been going at it. I'll bet
you haven't slept one night in three!"
"The Gridley Wave," said Tarzan, his grey eyes penetrating
those of the scientist. "That same invention of yours
which you used to communicate with David Innes at the
Earth's core. You have also used it successfully in communi-
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