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Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar by Edgar Rice Burroughs
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Basuli and his warriors had noted the devastation the moment they
had come in sight of the farm. Now they hastened on toward it
talking excitedly among themselves in animated speculation upon
the cause and meaning of the catastrophe.

When, at last they crossed the trampled garden and stood before
the charred ruins of their master's bungalow, their greatest fears
became convictions in the light of the evidence about them.

Remnants of human dead, half devoured by prowling hyenas and others
of the carnivora which infested the region, lay rotting upon the
ground, and among the corpses remained sufficient remnants of their
clothing and ornaments to make clear to Basuli the frightful story
of the disaster that had befallen his master's house.

"The Arabs," he said, as his men clustered about him.

The Waziri gazed about in mute rage for several minutes. Everywhere
they encountered only further evidence of the ruthlessness of the
cruel enemy that had come during the Great Bwana's absence and laid
waste his property.

"What did they with 'Lady'?" asked one of the blacks.

They had always called Lady Greystoke thus.

"The women they would have taken with them," said Basuli. "Our
women and his."

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