"I do not know the reason that I was sent to tell you this," replied the black. "The Bolgani sent me. I did not wish to come for I was afraid."
"Where did they tell you to lead me?" asked Tarzan.
"I am to lead you into a chamber, the door of which will be immediately bolted upon us. You will then be a prisoner."
"And you?" inquired Tarzan.
"I, too, shall be a prisoner with you. The Bolgani do not care what becomes of me. Perhaps you will kill me, but they do not care."
"If you lead me into a trap I shall kill you," replied Tarzan. "But if you lead me to the woman perhaps we shall all escape. You would like to escape, would you not?"
"I should like to escape, but I cannot."
"Have you ever tried?"
"No, I have not. Why should I try to do something that cannot be done?"
"If you lead me into the trap I shall surely kill you. If you lead me to the woman, you at least have the chance that I do to live. Which will you do?"
The black scratched his head in thought, the idea slowly filtering through his stupid mind. At last he spoke.
"You are very wise," he said. "I will lead you to the woman."
"Go ahead, then," said Tarzan, "and I will follow you."
