"We do not care whether your cause be right or wrong, or whether we live or die," said a gladiator, "so long as there is good fighting."
"There will be good fighting. I can promise you that," said Tarzan, "and plenty of it."
"Then lead on," said the gladiator.
"But first I must liberate the rest of my friends," said the ape-man.
"We have emptied every cell," said Praeclarus. "There are no more."
"Oh, yes, my friend," said Tarzan. "There are still others—the great apes."
Chapter Eighteen
In the dungeons of Validus Augustus in Castrum Mare, Erich von Harben and Mallius Lepus awaited the triumph of Validus Augustus and the opening of the games upon the morrow.
"We have nothing to expect but death," said Lepus, gloomily. "Our friends are in disfavor, or in prison, or in exile. The jealousy of Validus Augustus against his nephew, Cassius Hasta, has been invoked against us by Fulvus Fupus to serve his own aims."