As Tarzan descended the ladder the fumes of the incense became more and more annoying. Where otherwise he might have investigated quickly by scent he was now compelled to listen for every sound, and in many cases to investigate the chambers opening upon the central corridor by entering them. Where the doors were locked, he lay flat and listened close to the aperture at their base. On several occasions he risked calling La by name, but in no case did he receive any reply. He had investigated four landings and was descending to the fifth when he saw standing in one of the doorways upon this level an evidently much excited and possibly terrified black. The fellow was of giant proportions and entirely unarmed. He stood looking at the ape-man with wide eyes as the latter jumped lightly from the stairway and stood facing him upon the same level. “What do you want?” finally stammered the black. “Are you looking for the white she, your mate, whom the Bolgani took?” “Yes,” replied Tarzan. “What do you know of her?” “I know where she is hidden,” replied the black, “and if you will follow me I will lead you to her.” “Why do you offer to do this for me?” asked Tarzan, immediately suspicious. “Why is it that you do not go at once to your masters and tell them that I am here that they may send men to capture me?” “I do not know the reason that I was sent to tell you this,” replied the black. “The Bolgani sent me. I did not wish to come for I was afraid.” “Where did they tell you to lead me?” asked Tarzan. “I am to lead you into a chamber, the door of which will be immediately bolted upon us. You will then be a prisoner.” “And you?” inquired Tarzan. “I, too, shall be a prisoner with you. The Bolgani do not care what becomes of me. Perhaps you will kill me, but they do not care.” “If you lead me into a trap I shall kill you,” replied Tarzan. “But if you lead me to the woman perhaps we shall all escape. You would like to escape, would you not?” “I should like to escape, but I cannot.” “Have you ever tried?” “No, I have not. Why should I try to do something that cannot be done?” “If you lead me into the trap I shall surely kill you. If you lead me to the woman, you at least have the chance that I do to live. Which will you do?” The black scratched his head in thought, the idea slowly filtering through his stupid mind. At last he spoke. “You are very wise,” he said. “I will lead you to the woman.” “Go ahead, then,” said Tarzan, “and I will follow you.”