deous growl
burst from the cavernous throat and hot breath fanned Tarzan's cheek,
and still he sat grinning at the apparition. Tarzan might be fooled
once or twice, but not for so many times in succession! He knew that
this Bolgani was no real Bolgani, for had he been he never could have
gained entrance to the cabin, since only Tarzan knew how to operate the
latch.

The gorilla seemed puzzled by the strange passivity of the hairless
ape. He paused an instant with his jaws snarling close to the other's
throat, then he seemed suddenly to come to some decision. Whirling the
ape-man across a hairy shoulder, as easily as you or I might lift a
babe in arms, Bolgani turned and dashed out into the open, racing
toward the great trees.

Now, indeed, was Tarzan sure that this was a sleep adventure, and so
grinned largely as the giant gorilla bore him, unresisting, away.
Presently, reasoned Tarzan, he would awaken and find himself back in
the cabin where he had fallen asleep. He glanced back at the thought
and saw the cabin door standing wide open. This would never do! Always
had he been careful to close and latch it against wild intruders.
Manu, the monkey, would make sad havoc there among Tarzan's treasures
should he have access to the interior for even a few minutes. The
question which arose in Tarzan's mind was a baffling one. Where did
sleep adventures end and reality commence? How was he to be sure that
the cabin door was not really open? Everything about him appeared
quite normal--there were none of the grotesque exaggerations of his
former sleep adventures. It would be better then to be upon the safe
side and make sure that the cabin door was closed--it would do no harm
even if all that seemed to be happening were not happening at all.

Tarzan essayed to slip from Bolgani's shoulder; but the great beast
only growled ominously and gripped him tighter. With a mighty effort
the ape-man wrenched himself loose, and as he slid to the ground, the
dream gorilla turned ferociously upon him, seized him once more and
buried great fangs in a sleek, brown shoulder.

The grin of derision faded from Tarzan's lips as the pain and the hot
blood aroused his fighting instincts. Asleep or awake, this thing was
no longer a joke! Biting, tearing, and snarling, the two rolled over
upon the ground. The gorilla now was frantic with insane rage. Again
and again he loosed his hold upon the ape-man's shoulder in an attempt
to seize