while it seemed the only reasonable solution of the mystery,
appeared at the same time quite improbable. Presently the men in
the street went away. The courtyard and the cafe were deserted.
Cautiously Tarzan lowered himself to the sill of the girl's window.
The room was empty. He returned to the roof and let Abdul down,
then he lowered the girl to the arms of the waiting Arab.

From the window Abdul dropped the short distance to the street
below, while Tarzan took the girl in his arms and leaped down as
he had done on so many other occasions in his own forest with a
burden in his arms. A little cry of alarm was startled from the
girl's lips, but Tarzan landed in the street with but an imperceptible
jar, and lowered her in safety to her feet.

She clung to him for a moment.

"How strong m'sieur is, and how active," she cried. "EL ADREA,
the black lion, himself is not more so."

"I should like to meet this EL ADREA of yours," he said. "I have
heard much about him."

"And you come to the DOUAR of my father you shall see him," said
the girl. "He lives in a spur of the mountains north of us, and
comes down from his lair at night to rob my father's DOUAR. With
a single blow of his mighty paw he crushes the skull of a bull, and
woe betide the belated wayfarer who meets EL ADREA abroad at night."

Without further mishap they reached the hotel. The sleepy landlord
objected strenuously to instituting a search for Kadour ben Saden