 Farzane of the eight brought to you from out the pages of Edgar Wright borrows gripping book Preparation to be made for us right now. That is what it looks like. I have no fear of death But I have a rookie objection to mean being made a meal of Archimedes for us or that's that's the lander I made no such thing. I have a violent Coupel and they've been used in any of their pagan right rather a fine distinction professor However, well, I'm not afraid of death. I have all the Englishman's objections to going out without putting up a darn good Stratford. Yes, Mr. Clayton is right. Even if we have to die Don't you put it to die? No thing. But it's Mr. Sayers. Let it be with the back to the wall And it would appear that all that remains to be decided upon is the manner in which we'll attempt our escape I mean and it is my belief that the ceremony will not take place till night and that is still a few hours Distant, you know come over here Look out for the compound. Why? The place is almost deserted. But the guards about our prisoners still here. Yes, and to make a dash for it in the daylight is Impossible a poison arrow a spear thrust. No, no a few hours more and the chances of escape are multiplied a thousand times That's why I write that up I show what wouldn't I give to have a right for not for not? I I'm sure I heard someone speak your name Quiet it is someone keep a lot. Who is it? It's not kiddo. Not kiddo with that Kiddo no forget time. Don't want to save my life. Me Bob. Who is it for see if I kiddo cool now? When I come back long spear he watched close I'm by one time come again. They go home talk small. We know kiddo come back. Bye. Bye quick don't know What is it a possible hope John? Yes, it is not kiddo a black a skilled labor in the ivory I won't save him from a drunk on plantation on there, but what did you see? I could gather very He says he has not forgotten Then he says the guard is watching and that he will return later. You suppose he knows where the rifles are stored Probably miss sure every black in the crowd knows that and Why not get him to smuggle one or even two in here to us, but won't they be guarded probably so but so are we and yet We're discussing possibilities of escape. I think in fact I'm sure that I can see all the other hot from here and ours I would say it's the only one Guarding that being the case. I said goes miss your plate on was proposed out my idea was get one or two Rifles find out in which hot the rest is stored then undercover of the two make for the hot Seize the rifles and start from there as perfect a plan was on me as one could devise Then nothing more can be done until down those friend comes back and that if he is wise Will not be till night Meanwhile back in the rude cabin built by Lord Grey Stoke so many years ago Jane Porter leaps back from the door as it opens on the black warriors pile inside Jane runs behind the table. She reaches out to the revolver then remembers the cartridges are lying now on the table The weapon is empty her next thought is to call for help But that will only bring white skin in the same danger the big warrior who had entered first goes behind the table and sees us He picks her up carries her from the hut the rest of the blacks follow they go a short distance into the brush They're in a small opening. They have dug a pit Jane wonders what they will do one of the black spines our hands and other ties They pick up carry her to the edge of the pit slide over the edge Jane rolls to the bottom lies still a stone wood Blacks disappear into the brush Jane tries to struggle all to her back into her mind flashes a reason for this attack. It's a trap Again Jane struggles to turn over so she can see if only she can warn white skin for a moment She lies motionless herring straight above her. She's almost numb with pain trees full edge Everything dances distantly before her eyes Then she stares harder Can it be that she sees white skin up there in the trees? Yes, it is white skin The eight man stares down into the pit Jane opens her mouth to shout a warning Tartan fears she may be killed by the blacks if she shouts emotions out of silence till I still Then he raises his head Frode comes his demand for help and from the jungle comes the answering call of Tarzan's friend the trumpeting of Porter Clayton and Philander and Tarno anxiously await the return of the friendly black nakid In such a little while make sure those in demure it will be dark also in a little while We will be free or at least down our way Do you know I'm really quite excited with the prostate of what Clayton calls This darn good scrap. Yeah. Yes, and much as I am a lover of peace I too feel that I will be quite able to give a good account of my felt Right, it's all up one not be a kid. Oh, it's quick Fight Joe. He had some things to do that quick to visit draw the rifle through into the hot one One time again by my rifle on poor another right there. Yeah, I'm saying a kid. Oh good He's asking which hot down. Oh nakid. Oh, which hot I write those inside one two three four See sign me. I do not know. I'm so turned around which side see side nakid. Oh, oh, son He died side with nakid. Oh, go now too much noise. Bye. Bye Oh, thank you both magazines full. No, we wait till dark. Yes Crashing smashing his way with the speed almost unbelievable for his huge bulk And how the elephant breaks through the tangled massive scrub and brush on the zone every few yards He raises his trunk and calls out to Tarzan Tarzan high in the trees out there The black fear the calls like to run but the termination to get the white devil God holds them And all is almost at the pit Hand over hand get the elite Russell's and his bronze body is almost unseen in the gathering dust with a soft pad The eight man falls on Tantor's broad back. He bends down and speaks into the massive roots here Abito Tantor Well, he stole from Dara for mangani Tantor I'm told in the past he charges for the best one the back sitting in the bushes in Tantor's path and all what's he's trying to do about it raises Tantor's sinuous trunk. He holds on with one hand and with the other takes hold of James Who can on that book and all raises his trunk swings Jane and Tarzan to his broad flat head I was sure we would be killed kill white skin come back quick kill woman. Yeah I'm almost sorry that I asked him not to kill those blacks before Tantor can whom it Tarzan leans forward and tells him to take them back to the platform in the trees I wonder I wonder if the black I'd say If that revolver didn't know that I would have killed myself Jane kill myself Yes, I can if the gun had been loaded over for the use of my talking that way You don't understand, but it is good to know that you are here to look after me again Jane Brighton Yes, I can Jane Brighton white skin kill many Coleman ghani Jane Brighton What can kill kill kill many many Coleman ghani kill many man And this contour carries gene and Tarzan back to the power in the trees the tropic sun dips quickly into the sea Calibri's couch by the old trees lengthen and turn from bluish purple to inky Sting rattles on all sides tell a piece to play In the cannibal trial for her Philander Clayton and darno watch the sunset with quickly beating hearts Well, I think it is the moment my men are in the next hot I will whisper to them as we pass really professor Melinda I am a little bit in the word now you professor and Philander must go in front Darno and I will cover you with the two rifles come not being as moving as quietly as possible Yeah