"You have seen the cage in which we sometimes keep Jad-Bal-Ja, the Golden Lion?" demanded Tarzan. "Yes," said Nkima. "Jad-Bal-Ja cannot get out unless we open the gate," explained Tarzan. "I too am in a cage. I cannot get out until they open the gate." "I will go and get Muviro and his Gomangani with the sharp sticks," said Nkima. "They will come and let you out." "No, Nkima," said Tarzan. "If I cannot get out by myself, Muviro could not get here in time to free me, and if he came many of my brave Waziri would be killed, for there are fighting men here in far greater numbers than Muviro could bring." After awhile Tarzan slept, and curled up within his arms slept Nkima, the little monkey, but when Tarzan awoke in the morning Nkima was gone. Toward the middle of the morning soldiers came and the door of the dungeon was unlocked and opened to admit several of them, including a young white officer, who was accompanied by a black slave. The officer addressed Tarzan in the language of the city, but the ape-man shook his head, indicating that he did not understand; then the other turned to the black slave with a few words and the latter spoke to Tarzan in the Bagego dialect, asking him if he understood it. "Yes," replied the ape-man, and through the interpreter the officer questioned Tarzan. "Who are you and what were you, a white man, doing in the village of the Bagegos?" asked the officer. "I am Tarzan of the Apes," replied the prisoner. "I was looking for another white man who is lost somewhere in these mountains, but I slipped upon the cliffside and fell and while I was unconscious the Bagegos took me prisoner, and when your soldiers raided the Bagego village they found me there. Now that you know about me, I presume that I shall be released." "Why?" demanded the officer. "Are you a citizen of Rome?" "Of course not," said Tarzan. "What has that to do with it?" "Because if you are not a citizen of Rome it is quite possible that you are an enemy. How do we know that you are not from Castrum Mare?" Tarzan shrugged. "I do not know," he said, "how you would know that since I do not even know what Castrum Mare means." "That is what you would say if you wished to deceive us," said the officer, "and you would also pretend that you could not speak or understand our language, but you will find that it is not going to be easy to deceive us. We are not such fools as the people of Castrum Mare believe us to be." "Where is this Castrum Mare and what is it?" asked Tarzan. The officer laughed. "You are very clever," he said. "I assure you," said the ape-man, "that I am not trying to deceive you. Believe me for a moment and answer one question." "What is it you wish to ask?" "Has another white man come into your country within the last few weeks? He is the one for whom I am searching."