"Where is he?" demanded the ape-man.
"He is here. It may be that he is at headquarters. Many of the officers go there in the evening to receive orders."
"Lead me there," commanded Tarzan, "and if I am discovered I will kill you immediately. Get up!"
The black rose and led the way by a roundabout route back through the camp. Several times they were forced to hide while soldiers passed; but at last they reached a great pile of baled hay from about the corner of which the black pointed out a two-story building in the distance.
"Headquarters," he said. "You can go no farther unseen. There are many soldiers about."
Tarzan realized that he could not proceed farther in company with the black. He turned and looked at the fellow for a moment as though pondering what disposition to make of him.
"You helped to crucify Wasimbu, the Waziri," he accused in a low yet none the less terrible tone.
The black trembled, his knees giving beneath him. "He ordered us to do it," he plead.
"Who ordered it done?" demanded Tarzan.
"Unterlieutenant von Goss," replied the soldier. "He, too, is here."
"I shall find him," returned Tarzan, grimly. "You helped to crucify Wasimbu, the Waziri, and while he suffered, you laughed."
The fellow reeled. It was as though in the accusation he read also his death sentence. With no other word Tarzan seized the man again by the
