As Tarzan turned again toward his companions, the girl was standing
with the saber still in her hand and an expression upon her face
that he never had seen there before. Her eyes were wide and misty
with unshed tears, while her sensitive lips trembled as though she
were upon the point of giving way to some pent emotion which her
rapidly rising and falling bosom plainly indicated she was fighting
to control.
"If we are going to get out of here," said the ape-man, "we can't
lose any time. We are together at last and nothing can be gained by
delay. The question now is the safest way. The couple who escaped
us evidently departed through the passageway to the roof and secured
the trap against us so that we are cut off in that direction. What
chance have we below? You came that way," and he turned toward
the girl.
"At the foot of the stairs," she said, "is a room full of armed
men. I doubt if we could pass that way."
It was then that Otobu raised himself to a sitting posture. "So
you are not dead after all," exclaimed the ape-man. "Come, how
badly are you hurt?"
The Negro rose gingerly to his feet, moved his arms and legs and
felt of his head.
"Otobu does not seem to be hurt at all, Bwana," he replied, "only
for a great ache in his head."
"Good," said the ape-man. "You want to return to the Wamabo country?"
"Yes, Bwana.
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