Tarzan twisted the leg until the man screamed again from pain. Abdullah, Jabu Singh, and Chand came running in answer to Schmidt's cries; but when they saw that the wild man was pointing a pistol in their direction, they stopped.
'Have food and water brought, or I'll twist your leg off,' said Tarzan.
'The dog of an English speaks!' muttered Abdullah. De Groote and Krause looked in amazement.
'If he speaks, he must have understood us,' said Krause. 'Maybe he has understood all along,' Krause tried to recall what he might have said that some day he might regret, for he knew that the man could not be kept in a cage forever—unless. But the fellow had a gun now; it would not be so easy to kill him. He would speak to Schmidt about it; it was as much to Schmidt's interests as his now to have the man put out of the way.
Schmidt was screaming for food and water. Suddenly de Groote cried, 'Look out, man! Look out! Behind you!' But it was too late; a pistol spoke, and Tarzan collapsed upon the floor of the cage, Jabu Singh had crept up behind the cage, unnoticed until the thing had been done.
Schmidt scrambled out of the way, but Janette recovered the pistol; and, turning, shot Jabu Singh as he was about to fire another shot into the prostrate man. Her shot struck the Lascar in the right arm, causing him to drop his weapon; then, keeping him covered, the girl crossed the cage, reached through the bars, and retrieved Jabu Singh's pistol. Now, she crossed back to Tarzan, knelt above him, and placed her ear over his heart.
As Schmidt stood trembling and cursing in impotent fury, a ship was sighted from the bridge; and he limped away to have a look at it. The Saigon was running without colors, ready to assume any nationality that Schmidt might choose when an emergency arose.
The stranger proved to be an English yacht; so Schmidt ran up the English flag; then he radioed, asking if they had a doctor on board, as he had two men suffering from injuries, which was quite true; at least Jabu Singh was suffering, with vocal accompaniment; Tarzan still lay where he had fallen.
The yacht had a doctor aboard, and Schmidt said that he would send a boat for him. He, himself, went with the boat, which was filled with Lascars armed with whatever they could find, a weird assortment of pistols, rifles, boat hooks, knives, and animal prods, all well hidden from sight.
Coming alongside the yacht, they swarmed up the Jacob's ladder and onto the deck before the astonished yachtsmen realized that they were being boarded with sinister intent. At the same time, the Saigon struck the English flag and ran up the German.
Twenty-five or thirty men and a girl on the deck of the yacht looked with amazement on the savage, piratical-appearing company confronting them with armed force.
'What is the meaning of this?' demanded the yacht's captain.
Schmidt pointed at the German flag flying above the Saigon . 'It means that I am seizing you in the name of the German Government,' replied Schmidt; 'I am taking you over as a prize, and shall put a prize crew aboard. Your engineer and navigating officer will remain aboard. My first mate, Jabu Singh, will be in command. He has suffered a slight accident; your doctor will dress the wound, and the rest of you will return to my ship with me. You are to consider yourselves prisoners of war, and conduct yourselves accordingly.'
'But, man,' expostulated the Captain, 'this vessel is not armed, it is not a warship, it is not even a merchant vessel; it is a private yacht on a scientific expedition. You, a merchantman, can't possibly contemplate taking us over.'
'But I say, old thing!' said a tall young man in flannels; 'you can't-'
'Shut up!' snapped Schmidt. 'You are English, and that is enough reason for taking you over. Come now! Where's that doctor? Get busy.'
While the doctor was dressing Jabu Singh's wound, Schmidt had his men search the ship for arms and ammunition. They' found several pistols and sporting rifles; and, the doctor having finished with Jabu Singh, Schmidt detailed some of his men and left a few of the yacht's sailors to man the craft; then he herded the remainder into the Saigon's boat and returned with them to the steamer.
'I say,' exclaimed the young man in white flannels, 'this is a beastly outrage.'
'It might have been worse, Algy,' said the girl; 'maybe you won't have to marry me now.'
'Oh, I say, old thing,' expostulated the young man; 'this might even be worse.'
Chapter VI
The bullet that had dropped Tarzan had merely grazed his head, inflicting a superficial flesh wound and stunning him for a few minutes; but he had soon recovered and now he and Janette Laon watched the prisoners as they came over the side of the Saigon . 'Schmidt has turned pirate,' remarked the girl. 'I wonder what he is going to do with all those people! There must be fifteen of them.'
She did not have long to wait for an answer to her inquiry. Schmidt sent the eight crew members forward when they agreed to help man the Saigon; then he had two more iron cages hoisted to the deck and lined up with the two already there. 'Now,' he said, 'I know I shouldn't do it, but I am going to let you choose your own cage mates.'
'I say!' cried Algernon Wright-Smith; 'you're not going to put the ladies in one of those things!'
'What's good enough for an English pig is good enough for an English sow,' growled Schmidt; 'hurry up and decide what you want to do.'
An elderly man with a white walrus mustache, harrumphed angrily, his red face becoming purple. 'You damned bounder!' he snorted; 'you can't do a thing like that to English women.'
'Don't excite yourself, Uncle,' said the girl; 'We'll have to do as the fellow says.'
'I shall not step a foot into one of those things, William,' said the second woman in the party, a lady who carried her fifty odd years rather heavily around her waist. 'Nor shall Patricia,' she added.
'Come come,' expostulated the girl; 'we're absolutely helpless, you know,' and with that she entered the smaller of the two cages; and presently her uncle and her aunt, finally realizing the futility of resistance, joined her. Captain Bolton, Tibbet, the second mate of the yacht, Dr. Crouch, and Algy, were herded into the second cage.
Schmidt walked up and down in front of the cages, gloating. ' A fine menagerie I am getting,' he said; 'A French girl, a German traitor, a Dutch dog, and seven English pigs: with my apes, monkeys, lions, tigers, and elephants we shall be a sensation in Berlin .'
The cage in which the Leigh's and their niece were confined was next to that occupied by Tarzan and Janette Laon; and beyond the Leigh's cage was that in which the other four Englishmen were imprisoned.
Penelope Leigh eyed Tarzan askance and with aversion. 'Shocking!' she whispered to her niece, Patricia; 'the fellow is practically naked.'
'He's rather nice looking, Aunty,' suggested Patricia Leigh-Burdon.
'Don't look at him,' snapped Penelope Leigh; 'and that woman-do you suppose that is his wife?'
'She doesn't look like a wild woman,' said Patricia.
'Then what is she doing alone in that cage with that man?' demanded Mrs. Leigh.
'Perhaps she was put there just the way we were put here.'
'Well!' snorted Penelope Leigh; 'she looks like a loose woman to me.'
'Now,' shouted Schmidt, 'we are about the feed the animals; everyone who is not on duty may come and watch.'
Lascars, and Chinese, and several of the yacht's crew, gathered in front of the cages as food and water were brought; the former an unpalatable, nondescript mess, the contents of which it would have been difficult to determine, either by sight or taste. Tarzan was given a hunk of raw meat.
'Disgusting,' snorting Penelope Leigh, as she pushed the unsavory mess from her. A moment later her attention was attracted by growls coming from the adjoining cage; and when she looked, she gasped, horror- stricken. 'Look!' she whispered in a trembling voice; 'that creature is growling, and he is eating his meat raw; how horrible!'
'I find him fascinating,' said Patricia.
'Hurrumph!' growled Colonel William Cecil Hugh Percival Leigh; 'filthy blighter.'
'Canaille!' snapped Mrs. Leigh.
Tarzan looked up at Janette Laon, that shadowy smile just touching his lips, and winked.
