Closer came the sound that had attracted Tarzan's attention and now the others heard it--the shrill trumpeting of an elephant.As La looked wide-eyed into Tarzan's face, there to read her fate for happiness or heartbreak, she saw an expression of concern shadow his features.Now, for the first time, she guessed the meaning of Tarzan's shrill scream--he had summoned Tantor, the elephant, to his rescue! La's brows contracted in a savage scowl."You refuse La!"
she cried."Then die! The torch!" she commanded, turning toward the priest.
Tarzan looked up into her face."Tantor is coming,"
he said."I thought that he would rescue me; but I know now from his voice that he will slay me and you and all that fall in his path, searching out with the cunning of Sheeta, the panther, those who would hide from him, for Tantor is mad with the madness of love."
La knew only too well the insane ferocity of a bull elephant in MUST.She knew that Tarzan had not exaggerated.She knew that the devil in the cunning, cruel brain of the great beast might send it hither and thither hunting through the forest for those who escaped its first charge, or the beast might pass on without returning--no one might guess which.
"I cannot love you, La," said Tarzan in a low voice.
"I do not know why, for you are very beautiful.
I could not go back and live in Opar--I who have the whole broad jungle for my range.No, I cannot love you but I cannot see you die beneath the goring tusks of mad Tantor.Cut my bonds before it is too late.
Already he is almost upon us.Cut them and I may yet save you."
A little spiral of curling smoke rose from one corner of the pyre--the flames licked upward, crackling.
La stood there like a beautiful statue of despair gazing at Tarzan and at the spreading flames.In a moment they would reach out and grasp him.From the tangled forest came the sound of cracking limbs and crashing trunks--Tantor was coming down upon them, a huge Juggernaut of the jungle.The priests were becoming uneasy.They cast apprehensive glances in the direction of the approaching elephant and then back at La.
"Fly!" she commanded them and then she stooped and cut the bonds securing her prisoner's feet and hands.
In an instant Tarzan was upon the ground.The priests screamed out their rage and disappointment.He with the torch took a menacing step toward La and the ape-man.
"Traitor!" He shrieked at the woman."For this you too shall die!" Raising his bludgeon he rushed upon the High Priestess; but Tarzan was there before her.
Leaping in to close quarters the ape-man seized the upraised weapon and wrenched it from the hands of the frenzied fanatic and then the priest closed upon him with tooth and nail.Seizing the stocky, stunted body in his mighty hands Tarzan raised the creature high above his head, hurling him at his fellows who were now gathered ready to bear down upon their erstwhile captive.La stood proudly with ready knife behind the ape-man.No faint sign of fear marked her perfect brow--only haughty disdain for her priests and admiration for the man she loved so hopelessly filled her thoughts.
Suddenly upon this scene burst the mad bull--a huge tusker, his little eyes inflamed with insane rage.
The priests stood for an instant paralyzed with terror;
but Tarzan turned and gathering La in his arms raced for the nearest tree.Tantor bore down upon him trumpeting shrilly.
La clung with both white arms about the ape-man's neck.