john9221
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the same instant a dozen doors
opened in the courtyard wall and a horde of frightful men rushed in upon
him.
They were the priests of the Flaming God of Opar--the sameshaggy
knottedhideous little men who had dragged Jane Clayton to the sacrificial
altar at this very spot years before. Their long armstheir short and
crooked legstheir close-setevil eyesand their lowreceding foreheads
gave them a bestial appearance that sent a qualm of paralyzing fright
through the shaken nerves of the Belgian.
With a scream he turned to flee back into the lesser terrors of the
gloomy corridors and apartments from which he had just emergedbut the
frightful men anticipated his intentions. They blocked the way; they
seized himand though he fellgroveling upon his knees before them
begging for his lifethey bound him and hurled him to the floor of the
Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar
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inner temple.
The rest was but a repetition of what Tarzan and Jane Clayton had
passed through. The priestesses cameand with them Lathe High
Priestess. Werper was raised and laid across the altar. Cold sweat
exuded from his every pore as La raised the cruelsacrificial knife above
him. The death chant fell upon his tortured ears. His staring eyes
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