"They couldn't eat us then," said Dick, "because the poison would kill them."
"No!" contradicted Paabu. "Intamo take care of that. Intamo make good poison, and as soon as you die, he cut out all your insides. There will be no poison in your flesh. If he thinks you eat the poison food, and then you do not die, he will be afraid. But he will find another way to kill you unless your medicine is very strong. That is why Paabu come to warn you—so that you make strong medicine."
He started away.
"Wait!" said Dick again. "Have they killed Bulala yet?"
"No!"
"When will they kill him?"
"Tomorrow."
"Will you do something for me?" asked Doc.
"What?" demanded Paabu.