“I am David,” I said, “Emperor of the Federated Kingdoms of Pellucidar. Doubtless you have heard of me?”
He nodded his head affirmatively.
“I come from Sari,” I continued, “where I just met Kolk, the son of Goork. I bear a token from Kolk to his father, which will prove that I am a friend.”
Again the warrior nodded. “I am Goork,” he said. “Where is the token?”
“Here,” I replied, and fished into the game-bag where I had placed it.
Goork and his people waited in silence. My hand searched the inside of the bag.
It was empty!
The token had been stolen with my arms!
CHAPTER VIII
CAPTIVE
When Goork and his people saw that I had no token they commenced to taunt me.