"Two swords are better than one," said Komodoflorensal, though his tone was only half-hearted. "Very well," replied Tarzan. "I will go first, and then you can pass Talaskar up to me." Komodoflorensal nodded. A minute or two later the three stood upon the opposite side of the wall. Their candle revealed a narrow passage that showed indications of much more recent use than those through which they had passed from the quarters of Kalfastoban. The wall they had passed through to reach it was of stone, but that upon the opposite side was of studding and rough boards. "This is a passage built along the side of a paneled room," whispered Komodoflorensal. "The other side of these rough boards supports beautifully polished panels of brilliant woods or burnished metals." "Then there should be a door, you think, opening from this passage into the adjoining chamber?" asked Tarzan. "A secret panel, more likely," he replied. They walked along the passage, listening intently. At first they had just been able to distinguish that the voice they heard was that of a woman; but now they heard the words. "--had they let me have him," was the first that they distinguished. "Most glorious mistress, this would not have happened then," replied another female voice. "Zoanthrohago is a fool and deserves to die; but my illustrious father, the king, is a bigger fool," spoke the first voice. "He will kill Zoanthrohago and with him the chance of discovering the secret of making our warriors giants. Had they let me buy this Zuanthrol he would not have escaped. They thought that I would have killed him, but that was farthest from my intentions." "What would you have done with him, wondrous Princess?" "That is not for a slave to ask or know," snapped the mistress. For a time there was silence. "That is the Princess Janzara speaking," whispered Tarzan to Komodoflorensal. "It is the daughter of Elkomoelhago whom you would have captured and made your princess; but you would have had a handful." "Is she as beautiful as they say?" asked Komodoflorensal. "She is very beautiful, but she is a devil." "It would have been my duty to take her," said Komodoflorensal. Tarzan was silent. A plan was unfolding itself within his mind. The voice from beyond the partition spoke again. "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 with the apartment where the Princess Janzara lay composed for the night; but it was Talaskar who found it.