nuts and plantains for them. If there is a way out I do not know, nor would any man dare take it if there were."
"Does no one ever leave the valley?" asked Tarzan.
"I know not what others do," replied the spokesman, "but those of this village never leave the valley."
"What lies in that direction?" asked Tarzan, pointing toward Opar.
"I do not know," replied the black, "only that sometimes the Bolgani come from that way, bringing with them strange creatures; little men with white skins and much hair, with short, crooked legs and long arms, and sometimes white shes, who do not look at all like the strange little Tarmangani. But where they get them I do not know, nor do they ever tell us. Are these all the questions that you wish to ask?"
"Yes, that is all," replied Tarzan, seeing that he could gain no information whatsoever from these ignorant villagers. Realizing that he must find his own way out of the valley, and knowing that he could do so much more quickly and safely if he was alone, he decided to sound the blacks in relation to a plan that had entered his mind.
"If I take the Bolgani away, so that the others will not know that he was slain in your village, will you treat me as a friend?" he asked.
"Yes," replied the spokesman.
"Then," said Tarzan, "will you keep here for
