The Death's Head

Tarzan and the Diamond of our share. Helen Gregory vanishes from Tarzan's party as if swallowed by the earth. After searching vainly for days, Tarzan joins the remainder of the group at the mouth of an ancient causeway,

wherein positive trace of Helen has been found. Before Tarzan and his friends lies a vast stretch of volcanic rock rising in the distance to form the gleaming cone of Tuenbaka, the mountain of sunrise. Because they regard this strange land as to boo, the natives leave, and the little party goes on without them.

Tom and Wolf wander away from their camp to look over the forbidding prospect they must face on the morrow. An argument ensues, bitter words follow, until enraged Wolf whips out his gun. Tom has seen the German reaching for his pistol, like a flashy stoops of glass-boiled slag.

The shot goes wide, a vicious twist and the German falls to the ground, his gun flanged to the moon at night. If all Wolf can move, Tom is on him, knife and hand. But he's clear, not me!

What is all about you two? Don't dump that knife! In a glittering after knife flies from Tom's hand. The ape man jerks them both to their feet, holds them as hot as if they were children.

As the little group moves silently back toward the fire, Tarzan picks up the knife and revolver, and overtakes the others as they step into the circle of firelight. What's the matter with you? Tom? Well, I've got nothing to say.

Hey, thank you, better talk, Dutchman. If you want to keep healthy... I shall explain Tarzan. Go ahead. Wolf intended claiming Magrae if we got out of this business alive. I told him that was impossible.