Argosy All-Story Weekly, March 15, 1924 — page 143: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

By EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS » Author of ‘‘ Tarzan and the Golden Lion,”’ *€The Moon Maid,’ ‘‘ Chessmen of Mars,” etc. CHAPTER XIX. (continued). JANZARA’S BOUDOIR. ARZAN shook his head impatiently. “You do not love me,” he said. “ I am sorry that you think you do, for I do not-love you. I have no time to waste. Come!” And he stepped closer to take her by the wrist. . “Are you mad?” she demanded. “ Or can it be that you do not know who I am?” “You are Janzara, daughter of Elko- moelhago,” replied Tarzan. “ I know well ‘who you are.” | “And you dare to spurn my love!” She was breathing heavily, her bosom rising and falling to the tumultuous urge of her emo- tions. | “It is no question of love between us,” replied the ape-man. “To mé it is only a question of liberty and life for myself and my companions.”’ “You love another?” asked Janzara. “Yes,” Tarzan told her. ‘““Who is she?” demanded the princess. “Will you come quietly, or shall I be compelled to carry you away by force?” For a moment the.woman stood silently before him, her every muscle tensed, her ‘dark eyes two blazing wells of fire, and then slowly her expression changed. Her face softened, and she stretched one hand toward him. . ““T will help you, Zuanthrol,” she said. ‘Twill help you to escape. Because I love you I shall do this. Come! Follow me!” She turned and moved softly across the apartment. Le ‘But my companions,” said the ape- man. ‘I cannot go without them.” — - This story began in ‘the Argosy-Allstory Weekly for February 2. * Copyright, 1924, by Edgar Rice Burroughs, inc. 772 | Conn ClOOO SO