The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1915-12-08
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:|The Man Without a Soul
Il "TARZAN'S" Author Tells Stirring Tale
u of Love and Hate i'm the Jungle Country
4 BY Edgar Rice Burr ougf1s


AZ tHt same uOfnenl NOu TtOTn WbS
leading Virginia Maxon further and
further from the north campong
where resistance. II there was to bs
any. would be most likely to occur.
At his superlor's cough, Bududreen
had slgnalled silently to the mon
within the Enclosure. and n moment
later six lascars crept stealthily to
his side.
Tho moment that Won Horn and
the girl were entirely concealed by
the darkness the seven moved eau
tiously along the shadow OF the pali-
sade toward tho north campong.
There was murder in the hearts Of
several of them. and cupidity and
lust In the hearts OF all. There was
no single one would not betray his
best friend for a handful OF silver,
nor any but was hoping and scheming
to the end that he might alone pos
sess both the chest and the girl.
In the breast Of Bududreen was the
hope that he had planted enough OF
superstitious terror in their hearts 10
make the sight of the supposed au-
thor OF their Imagined wrongs suffi-
Client provocation for his murder.
For Bududreen was too sly to give
the order for the killing OF n white
man-the arm OF the white mans law
was too long-but he felt that he
would rest easier were he 10 leave
tho island with the knowledge that
only n dead man remained behind
with the secret Of his perfldy.
While these events were TRANSPORTING
Number Thirteen was pacing rest
lessly back and forth the length OF
the workshop.
But short time before he had had
his authorize author OF his misery
within the fouf walls OF his prison.
and yet he had not .wreaked the
vengeance that was In 'hls heart.
Twice he had been on the point OF
springlng upon the man. but both
times the Others eyes had met his
and something which he was not able
TO comprehend had stayed him. Now
that the other had gone and he was
alone. contemplation OF the hideous
wrong that had been done him loosed
again tho fiood-gates of his rage.
The thought that he had been made
by this man iade In the semblance
of a human being-yet denied by the
manner of his creation place
among the lowest of natures crea-
lures. filled him with fury.
Yet II was not this thought that
drove him TO the verge OF madness.
II was the knowledge. suggested by
Won Horn, that Virginia Maxon
grotesque and loathsomo monstros-
ity.
He had no standard and no expe-
rience whereby he might classify his
sentiments toward this wonderful
creature. All he knew was that his
life would DO complete. could he be
near her alwayS-see her and speak
with her daily. He had thought Of
her constantly since those delicious
moments that he had held her In his
arms.
rstrospection the exquisite thrill that
had run through every fibre of his
being at sight OF her averted eyes
and flushed face. And the more he
let his mind dwell upon the wonder
full happiness that was denied him
because OF his origin, the greater
became his wrath against his creator.
II was quite dark without
The door leading to Professor Max
on's campong, left unattached earlier
in the evening by Won Horn for sim
lister motives OF his own, was still
unbarred through fatal coincidence
OF forgetfulness on the part of the
professor.
door. He laid his hand upon tho
knob.
A moment liter he was moving
noiSelessly across tho campong to-
ward the house in which Professor
Maxon lay sleeping, while at the
south gate Bududreen and his SIX
cut throats crept cautiously within
and skunk In tho dense shadows OF
the pallsade toward the workshop
where lay the heavy chest OF their
desire.
Al the same instant Muda saffir
with Atty of his head-hunting Dyaks,
emerged from the jungle east OF the
camp, bent on discovering the where
abouts of the girl and bearing her
away to his court far within the
Jungle fastness of his Borneo princi-
pality.
randa OF the house and peered
through the window into the living
room, where an oil lamp, turned low,
Glmly lighted the interior. which no
saw was unoccupied. Going TO the
door he pushed 1t open and entered
tho apartment.
tently for some slight sound which
might lead him to the Victim he
sought or warn him from the apart
ment OF the girl or that or Won
Horn-his business was with Profess
sor Maxon. He did not wish to dis
turb the others whom no believed 70
be sleeping somewhere within the
structure-a low. rambling bungalow
of eight rooms.
Cautiously he approached one OF
tho four doors which opened from
the living-reom. Gently he turned
the knob and pushed the door aJar.
The interior OF the apartment be-
yond was In inky darkness, but
Number Thirteen's greatest fear was
that he might have stumbled upon
the sleeping room OF Virginia Max <, ,,
there not only would she be fright
ened, but her cries would alarm the
other inmates OF the dwelling.
The thought Of the horror that MS
presence would rouse within her--the
Enowledge that she would look upon
him as a terrifying monstrosity-
added new fuel TO the fires OF hate