"Then I shall return to Gemnon and warn him. Perhaps we shall find a way to pacify Nemone or outwit her."
"Either would be difficult," commented Phobeg, "but goodbye and good luck!"
Tarzan swung into the tree above the warrior's head and disappeared among the shadows of the night, while Phobeg shook his head in wonderment and returned to his quarters in the temple.
The ape-man made his way to his room by the same avenue he had left it and went immediately to the common living room where the family ordinarily congregated for the evenings. Here he found Gemnon's father and mother, but Gemnon was not there.
"You could not sleep?" inquired the mother.
"No," replied the ape-man. "Where is Gemnon?"
"He was summoned to the palace a short time after you went to your room," explained Gemnon's father.
Announcing that he would wait up until the son returned, Tarzan remained in the living room in conversation with the parents. He wondered a little that Gemnon should have been summoned to the palace at such an hour; and the things that Phobeg had told him made him a little apprehensive, but he kept his own counsel rather than frighten his host and hostess.
Scarcely an hour had passed when they heard a summons at the outer gate, and presently a slave came to announce that a warrior wished to speak to Tarzan upon a matter of urgent necessity.
The ape-man arose. "I will go outside and see him," he said.