At the suggestion Tarzan started as though struck with a whip.

"God!" he cried, "she might be, and the lions are attacking them--theyare in the camp. I can tell from the screams of the mules--andthere! that was the cry of a man inside his death agonies. Stayhere man--I will come back for you. I must go first to them," andswinging into a tree the lithe figure swung rapidly off into thenight with the speed and silence of a disembodied spirit.

For a moment Werper stood where the ape-man had left him. Thena cunning chuckle crossed his lips. "Stay here?" he asked himself."Stay here and wait until you return to find and take these jewelsfrom me? Not I, my friend, not I," and turning abruptly eastwardAlbert Werper passed through the foliage of a hanging vine and outof the sight of his fellow-man--forever.

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