anyway for a Mangani. I should soon die, shut up behind these
stone walls."

He turned toward La. "We are going now," he said.

The woman rushed forward and seized the ape-man's hands in hers.

"Do not leave me!" she cried. "Stay, and you shall be High Priest.
La loves you. All Opar shall be yours. Slaves shall wait upon
you. Stay, Tarzan of the Apes, and let love reward you."

The ape-man pushed the kneeling woman aside. "Tarzan does not
desire you," he said, simply, and stepping to Werper's side he cut
the Belgian's bonds and motioned him to follow.

Panting--her face convulsed with rage, La sprang to her feet.

"Stay, you shall!" she screamed. "La will have you--if she cannot
have you alive, she will have you dead," and raising her face to
the sun she gave voice to the same hideous shriek that Werper had
heard once before and Tarzan many times.

In answer to her cry a babel of voices broke from the surrounding
chambers and corridors.

"Come, Guardian Priests!" she cried. "The infidels have profaned
the holiest of the holies. Come! Strike terror to their hearts;
defend La and her altar; wash clean the temple with the blood of
the polluters."