Rabba Kega had paused to listen. Mbonga looked toward him. The chief was in a quandary. He did not know which medicine was the better. “What does your magic tell you?” he asked of Rabba Kega.
“I, too, see him,” screamed Rabba Kega; “but he is not where Bukawai says he is. He is dead at the bottom of the river.”
At this Momaya commenced to howl loudly.
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Tarzan had followed the spoor of the old man, the two hyenas, and the little black boy to the mouth of the cave in the rocky cañon between the two hills. Here he paused a moment before the sapling barrier which Bukawai had set up, listening to the snarls and growls which came faintly from the far recesses of the cavern.
Presently, mingled with the beastly cries, there came faintly to the keen ears of the ape-man, the agonized moa
