there was no safety for them anywhere within the country, Tarzan
returned to the forest, collected his warriors, and withdrew a mile
to the south to rest and eat. He kept sentries in several trees
that commanded a view of the trail toward the village, but there
was no pursuit.

An inspection of his force showed not a single casualty--not even
a minor wound; while rough estimates of the enemies' loss convinced
the blacks that no fewer than twenty had fallen before their arrows.
They were wild with elation, and were for finishing the day in one
glorious rush upon the village, during which they would slaughter
the last of their foemen. They were even picturing the various
tortures they would inflict, and gloating over the suffering of the
Manyuema, for whom they entertained a peculiar hatred, when Tarzan
put his foot down flatly upon the plan.

"You are crazy!" he cried. "I have shown you the only way to fight
these people. Already you have killed twenty of them without the
loss of a single warrior, whereas, yesterday, following your own
tactics, which you would now renew, you lost at least a dozen,
and killed not a single Arab or Manyuema. You will fight just as
I tell you to fight, or I shall leave you and go back to my own
country."

They were frightened when he threatened this, and promised to obey
him scrupulously if he would but promise not to desert them.

"Very well," he said. "We shall return to the elephant BOMA for
the night. I have a plan to give the Arabs a little taste of what
they may expect if they remain in our country, but I shall need