"Why is he running ahead?" asked Tarzan. "He will frighten away the quarry."
Pindes laughed. "He is the quarry."
"You mean—" demanded Tarzan with a scowl.
"That this is a grand hunt," cried Xerstle, "where we hunt man, the grandest quarry."
The ape-man's eyes narrowed. "I see," he said; "you are cannibals; you eat the flesh of men."
Gemnon turned away to hide a smile.
"No!" shouted Pindes and Xerstle in unison. "Of course not."
"Then why do you hunt him, if not to eat him?"
"For pleasure," explained Xerstle.
"Oh, yes; I forgot. And what happens if you do not get him? Is he free then?"