Chapter 59

“He was very wonderful,” it said. “Much more wonderful than our warriors,” and then, after a silence, “You may go, slave, and see to it that I am not disturbed before the sun stands midway between the Women’s Corridor and the King’s Corridor.” “May your candles burn as deathlessly as your beauty. Princess,” said the slave, as she backed across the apartment. An instant later the three behind the paneling heard a door close. Tarzan crept stealthily along the passage, seeking the secret panel that connected the apart…