my father can reward you, and he will, for is he not a great sheik?
He is Kadour ben Saden."

"Kadour ben Saden!" ejaculated Tarzan. "Why, Kadour ben Saden is
in Sidi Aissa this very night. He dined with me but a few hours
since."

"My father in Sidi Aissa?" cried the amazed girl. "Allah be praised
then, for I am indeed saved."

"Hssh!" cautioned Abdul. "Listen."

From below came the sound of voices, quite distinguishable upon
the still night air. Tarzan could not understand the words, but
Abdul and the girl translated.

"They have gone now," said the latter. "It is you they want,
m'sieur. One of them said that the stranger who had offered money
for your slaying lay in the house of Akmed din Soulef with a broken
wrist, but that he had offered a still greater reward if some would
lay in wait for you upon the road to Bou Saada and kill you."

"It is he who followed m'sieur about the market today," exclaimed
Abdul. "I saw him again within the cafe--him and another; and
the two went out into the inner court after talking with this girl
here. It was they who attacked and fired upon us, as we came out
of the cafe. Why do they wish to kill you, m'sieur?"

"I do not know," replied Tarzan, and then, after a pause: "Unless--"
But he did not finish, for the thought that had come to his mind,