craving to see Tarzan loosed from his bonds while he was within
reach of those powerful hands.

"Very well," he replied to the Arab; "I shall kill him presently."

"Not within the precincts of my DOUAR," returned the sheik. "When
he leaves here he leaves alive. What you do with him in the desert
is none of my concern, but I shall not have the blood of a Frenchman
on the hands of my tribe on account of another man's quarrel--they
would send soldiers here and kill many of my people, and burn our
tents and drive away our flocks."

"As you say," growled Rokoff. "I'll take him out into the desert
below the DOUAR, and dispatch him."

"You will take him a day's ride from my country," said the sheik,
firmly, "and some of my children shall follow you to see that you
do not disobey me--otherwise there may be two dead Frenchmen in
the desert."

Rokoff shrugged. "Then I shall have to wait until the morrow--it
is already dark."

"As you will," said the sheik. "But by an hour after dawn you must
be gone from my DOUAR. I have little liking for unbelievers, and
none at all for a coward."

Rokoff would have made some kind of retort, but he checked himself,
for he realized that it would require but little excuse for the old
man to turn upon him. Together they left the tent. At the door