Tarzan ignored the Jew and turned toward the others. “I am looking for one of your men,” he said; “a black named Luvini. He killed my wife. Where is he?”
“We know nothing of that,” said Kraski. “Luvini betrayed us and deserted us. Your wife and another white woman were in our camp at the time. None of us knows what became of them. They were behind us when we took our post to defend the camp from our men and the slaves of the Arabs. Your Waziri were there. After the enemy had withdrawn we found that the two women had disappeared. We do not know what became of them. We are looking for them now.”
“My Waziri told me as much,” said Tarzan, “but have you seen aught of Luvini since?”
“No, we have not,” replied Kraski.
“What are you doing here?” demanded Tarzan.
“We came with Mr. Bluber on a scientific expedition,” replied the Russian. “We have had a great deal of trouble. Our head-men, askari, and porters have mutinied and deserted. We are absolutely alone and helpless.”
“Oi! Oi!” cried Bluber. “Safe us! Safe us! But keep dot lion avay. He makes me nerfous.”
“He will not hurt you—unless I tell him to,” said Tarzan.
“Den please don’t tell him to,” cried Bluber.
“Where do you want to go?” asked Tarzan.