The din of battle had risen again as Ja-don had urged his forces to renewed efforts.Ta-den had not arrived and the forces of the old chieftain were revealing in their lessened efforts their increasing demoralization, and then it was that the priests carried Tarzan-jad-guru to the roof of the palace and exhibited him in the sight of the warriors of both factions.
"Here is the false Dor-ul-Otho," screamed Lu-don.
Obergatz, his shattered mentality having never grasped fully the meaning of much that was going on about him, cast a casual glance at the bound and helpless prisoner, and as his eyes fell upon the noble features of the ape-man, they went wide in astonishment and fright, and his pasty countenance turned a sickly blue.Once before had he seen Tarzan of the Apes, but many times had he dreamed that he had seen him and always was the giant ape-man avenging the wrongs that had been committed upon him and his by the ruthless hands of the three German officers who had led their native troops in the ravishing of Tarzan's peaceful home.
Hauptmann Fritz Schneider had paid the penalty of his needless cruelties; Unter-lieutenant von Goss, too, had paid; and now Obergatz, the last of the three, stood face to face with the Nemesis that had trailed him through his dreams for long, weary months.That he was bound and helpless lessened not the German's terror--he seemed not to realize that the man could not harm him.
He but stood cringing and jibbering and Lu-don saw and was filled with apprehension that others might see and seeing realize that this bewhiskered idiot was no god--that of the two Tarzan-jad-guru was the more godly figure.Already the high priest noted that some of the palace warriors standing near were whispering together and pointing.He stepped closer to Obergatz.
"You are Jad-ben-Otho," he whispered, "denounce him!"
The German shook himself.His mind cleared of all but his great terror and the words of the high priest gave him the clue to safety.
"I am Jad-ben-Otho!" he screamed.
Tarzan looked him straight in the eye."You are Lieutenant Obergatz of the German Army," he said in excellent German."You are the last of the three I have sought so long and in your putrid heart you know that God has not brought us together at last for nothing."
The mind of Lieutenant Obergatz was functioning clearly and rapidly at last.He too saw the questioning looks upon the faces of some of those around them.He saw the opposing warriors of both cities standing by the gate inactive, every eye turned upon him, and the trussed figure of the ape-man.He realized that indecision now meant ruin, and ruin, death.He raised his voice in the sharp barking tones of a Prussian officer, so unlike his former maniacal screaming as to quickly arouse the attention of every ear and to cause an expression of puzzlement to cross the crafty face of Lu-don.
"I am Jad-ben-Otho," snapped Obergatz."This creature is no son of mine.As a lesson to all blasphemers he shall die upon the altar at the hand of the god he has profaned.Take him from my sight, and when the sun stands at zenith let the faithful congregate in the temple court and witness the wrath of this divine hand," and he held aloft his right palm.
Those who had brought Tarzan took him away then as Obergatz had directed, and the German turned once more to the warriors by the gate."Throw down your arms, warriors of Ja-don," he cried, "lest I call down my lightnings to blast you where you stand.Those who do as I bid shall be forgiven.Come! Throw down your arms."
The warriors of Ja-don moved uneasily, casting looks of appeal at their leader and of apprehension toward the figures upon the palace roof.Ja-don sprang forward among his men."Let the cowards and knaves throw down their arms and enter the palace,"
he cried, "but never will Ja-don and the warriors of Ja-lur touch their foreheads to the feet of Lu-don and his false god.Make your decision now," he cried to his followers.
A few threw down their arms and with sheepish looks passed through the gateway into the palace, and with the example of these to bolster their courage others joined in the desertion from the old chieftain of the north, but staunch and true around him stood the majority of his warriors and when the last weakling had left their ranks Ja-don voiced the savage cry with which he led his followers to the attack, and once again the battle raged about the palace gate.
At times Ja-don's forces pushed the defenders far into the palace ground and then the wave of combat would recede and pass out into the city again.And still Ta-den and the reinforcements did not come.It was drawing close to noon.Lu-don had mustered every available man that was not actually needed for the defense of the gate within the temple, and these he sent, under the leadership of Pan-sat, out into the city through the secret passageway and there they fell upon Ja-don's forces from the rear while those at the gate hammered them in front.
Attacked on two sides by a vastly superior force the result was inevitable and finally the last remnant of Ja-don's little army capitulated and the old chief was taken a prisoner before Lu-don.
"Take him to the temple court," cried the high priest."He shall witness the death of his accomplice and perhaps Jad-ben-Otho shall pass a similar sentence upon him as well."
The inner temple court was packed with humanity.At either end of the western altar stood Tarzan and his mate, bound and helpless.
The sounds of battle had ceased and presently the ape-man saw Ja-don being led into the inner court, his wrists bound tightly together before him.Tarzan turned his eyes toward Jane and nodded in the direction of Ja-don."This looks like the end," he said quietly."He was our last and only hope."
"We have at least found each other, John," she replied, "and our last days have been spent together.My only prayer now is that if they take you they do not leave me."
