rth; and yet today he had come upon them from the outside. They
would again send fifty men out into the valley to find and capture this
desecrater of their temple.

After Tarzan reached the shaft beyond the broken wall, he felt so
positive of the successful issue of his flight that he stopped to
replace the tumbled stones, for he was not anxious that any of the
inmates should discover this forgotten passage, and through it come
upon the treasure chamber. It was in his mind to return again to Opar
and bear away a still greater fortune than he had already buried in the
amphitheater of the apes.

On through the passageways he trotted, past the first door and through
the treasure vault; past the second door and into the long, straight
tunnel that led to the lofty hidden exit beyond the city. Jane Porter
was still unconscious.

At the crest of the great bowlder he halted to cast a backward glance
toward the city. Coming across the plain he saw a band of the hideous
men of Opar. For a moment he hesitated. Should he descend and make a
race for the distant cliffs, or should he hide here until night? And
then a glance at the girl's white face determined him. He could not
keep her here and permit her enemies to get between them and liberty.
For aught he knew they might have been followed through the tunnels,
and to have foes before and behind would result in almost certain
capture, since he could not fight his way through the enemy burdened as
he was with the unconscious girl.

To descend the steep face of the bowlder with Jane Porter was no easy
task, but by binding her across his shoulders with the grass rope he
succeeded in reaching the ground in safety before the Oparians arrived
at the great rock. As the descent had been made upon the side away
from the city, the searching party saw nothing of it, nor did they
dream that their prey was so close before them.

By keeping the KOPJE between them and their pursuers, Tarzan of the
Apes managed to cover nearly a mile before the men of Opar rounded the
granite sentinel and saw the fugitive before them. With loud cries of
savage delight, they broke into a mad run, thinking doubtless that they
would soon overhaul the burdened runner; but they both underestimated
the powers of the ape-man and overestimated the possibilities of their
own short, crooked legs.

By maintaining an easy trot, Tarzan kept the distance between them
always the same. Occasionally he would glanc