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the loss of the colored pebbles as with Numa for
robbing him of the pleasures of revenge。
Wondering what could have become of his possessions；
the ape…man turned slowly back along the trail in the
direction from which he had come。 In his mind he
revolved a plan to enter and search the Arab camp；
after darkness had again fallen。 Taking to the trees；
he moved directly south in search of prey； that he
might satisfy his hunger before midday； and then lie up
for the afternoon in some spot far from the camp； where
he might sleep without fear of discovery until it came
time to prosecute his design。
Scarcely had he quitted the trail when a tall； black
warrior； moving at a dogged trot； passed toward the
east。 It was Mugambi； searching for his mistress。
He continued along the trail； halting to examine the body
of the dead lion。 An expression of puzzlement crossed
his features as he bent to search for the wounds which
had caused the death of the jungle lord。 Tarzan had
removed his arrows； but to Mugambi the proof of death
was as strong as though both the lighter missiles and
the spear still protruded from the carcass。
The black looked furtively about him。 The body was
still warm； and from this fact he reasoned that the
killer was close at hand； yet no sign of living man
appeared。 Mugambi shook his head； and continued along
the trail； but with redoubled caution。
All day he traveled； stopping occasionally to call
aloud the single word； 〃Lady；〃 in the hope that at last
she might hear and respond； but in the end his loyal
devotion brought him to disaster。
From the northeast； for several months； Abdul Mourak；
in command of a detachment of Abyssinian soldiers； had
been assiduously searching for the Arab raider； Achmet
Zek； who； six months previously； had affronted the
majesty of Abdul Mourak's emperor by conducting a slave
raid within the boundaries of Menelek's domain。
And now it happened that Abdul Mourak had halted for a
short rest at noon upon this very day and along the
same trail that Werper and Mugambi were following
toward the east。
It was shortly after the soldiers had dismounted that
the Belgian； unaware of their presence； rode his tired
mount almost into their midst； before he had discovered
them。 Instantly he was surrounded； and a volley of
questions hurled at him； as he was pulled from his
horse and led toward the presence of the commander。
Falling back upon his European nationality； Werper
assured Abdul Mourak that he was a Frenchman； hunting
in Africa； and that he had been attacked by strangers；
his safari killed or scattered； and himself escaping
only by a miracle。
From a chance remark of the Abyssinian； Werper
discovered the purpose of the expedition； and when he
realized that these men were the enemies of Achmet Zek；
he took heart； and immediately blamed his predicament
upon the Arab。
Lest； however； he might again fall into the hands of
the raider； he discouraged Abdul Mourak in the further
prosecution of his pursuit； assuring the Abyssinian
that Achmet Zek commanded a large and dangerous force；
and also that he was marching rapidly toward the south。
Convinced that it would take a long time to overhaul
the raider； and that the chances of engagement made the
outcome extremely questionable； Mourak； none too
unwillingly； abandoned his plan and gave the necessary
orders for his command to pitch camp where they were；
preparatory to taking up the return march toward
Abyssinia the following morning。
It was late in the afternoon that the attention of the
camp was attracted toward the west by the sound of a
powerful voice calling a single word； repeated several
times： 〃Lady！ Lady！ Lady！〃
True to their instincts of precaution； a number of
Abyssinians； acting under orders from Abdul Mourak；
advanced stealthily through the jungle toward the
author of the call。
A half hour later they returned； dragging Mugambi among
them。 The first person the big black's eyes fell upon
as he was hustled into the presence of the Abyssinian
officer； was M。 Jules Frecoult； the Frenchman who had
been the guest of his master and whom he last had seen
entering the village of Achmet Zek under circumstances
which pointed to his familiarity and friendship for the
raiders。
Between the disasters that had befallen his master and
his master's house； and the Frenchman； Mugambi saw a
sinister relationship； which kept him from recalling to
Werper's attention the identity which the latter
evidently failed to recognize。
Pleading that he was but a harmless hunter from a tribe
farther south； Mugambi begged to be allowed to go upon
his way； but Abdul Mourak； admiring the warrior's
splendid physique； decided to take him back to Adis
Abeba and present him to Menelek。 A few moments later
Mugambi and Werper were marched away under guard； and
the Belgian learned for the first time； that he too was
a prisoner rather than a guest。 In vain he protested
against such treatment； until a strapping soldier
struck him across the mouth and threatened to shoot him
if he did not desist。
Mugambi took the matter less to heart； for he had not
the slightest doubt but that during the course of the
journey he would find ample opportunity to elude the
vigilance of his guards and make good his escape。
With this idea always uppermost in his mind； he courted
the good opinion of the Abyssinians； asked them many
questions about their emperor and their country； and
evinced a growing desire to reach their destination；
that he might enjoy all the good things which they
assured him the city of Adis Abeba contained。 Thus he
disarmed their suspicions； and each day found a slight
relaxation of their watchfulness over him。
By taking advantage of the fact that he and Werper
always were kept together； Mugambi sought to learn what
the other knew of the whereabouts of Tarzan； or the
authorship of the raid upon the bungalow； as well as
the fate of Lady Greystoke； but as he was confined to
the accidents of conversation for this information； not
daring to acquaint Werper with his true identity； and
as Werper was equally anxious to conceal from the world
his part in the destruction of his host's home and
happiness； Mugambi learned nothingat least in this way。
But there came a time when he learned a very surprising
thing； by accident。
The party had camped early in the afternoon of a sultry
day； upon the banks of a clear and beautiful stream。
The bottom of the river was gravelly； there was no
indication of crocodiles； those menaces to promiscuous
bathing in the rivers of certain portions of the dark
continent； and so the Abyssinians took advantage of the
opportunity to perform long…deferred； and much needed；
ablutions。
As Werper； who； with Mugambi； had been given permission
to enter the water； removed his clothing； the black
noted