She turned toward him with a little cry of alarm.
“Jean!” she cried. “What are you doing here? Who admitted you? What does it mean?”
Tarzan was thunderstruck, but in an instant he realized a part of the truth.
“Then you did not send for me, Olga?”
“Send for you at this time of night? Mon Dieu! Jean, do you think that I am quite mad?”
“François telephoned me to come at once; that you were in trouble and wanted me.”
“François? Who in the world is François?”
“He said that he was in your service. He spoke as though I should recall the fact.”
“There is no one by that name in my employ. Some one has played a joke upon you, Jean,” and Olga laughed.
“I fear that it may be a most sinister ‘joke,’ Olga,” he replied. “There is more back of it than humor.”