Rokoff was standing directly in front of the door. Paulvitch had
flattened himself against the paneled wall of the corridor beyond.
The door opened. Rokoff half entered the room, and stood with his
back against the door, speaking in a low whisper to the woman, whom
Tarzan could not see. Then Tarzan heard the woman's voice, level,
but loud enough to distinguish her words.

"No, Nikolas," she was saying, "it is useless. Threaten as you
will, I shall never accede to your demands. Leave the room, please;
you have no right here. You promised not to enter."

"Very well, Olga, I shall not enter; but before I am done with
you, you shall wish a thousand times that you had done at once the
favor I have asked. In the end I shall win anyway, so you might
as well save trouble and time for me, and disgrace for yourself
and your--"

"Never, Nikolas!" interrupted the woman, and then Tarzan saw Rokoff
turn and nod to Paulvitch, who sprang quickly toward the doorway
of the cabin, rushing in past Rokoff, who held the door open for
him. Then the latter stepped quickly out. The door closed. Tarzan
heard the click of the lock as Paulvitch turned it from the inside.
Rokoff remained standing before the door, with head bent, as though
to catch the words of the two within. A nasty smile curled his
bearded lip.

Tarzan could hear the woman's voice commanding the fellow to leave
her cabin. "I shall send for my husband," she cried. "He will
show you no mercy."