Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs for September 25, 2020

Pomeroy: “Are you accusing me of something? Well, I ain’t gonna talk without my lawyer! BTW, what evidence do you have?” Tarzan: “There are two bodies… oops. Scavengers probably took care of them by now. There goes my case…”

The show down begins

So in 3 panels from ‘Old man’ to ‘my friend’. My, that’s an improvement.

Royal Apple’s rifle stands to attention while Father’s Magic Knife has disappeared again.

Looks like we’re in for more exposition.

Let’s have a rhetorical discussion about it while the gut-shot buffalo writhes in pain a few yards away.

What a show for the porters! They are probably eating their latest kill watching this all go down.

But why does it matter to you, oh hairless ape in underpants? It didn’t bother you much when they planned to ambush him!

Or, Tarzan could rip his face off right now.

In the meantime there is a wounded water buffalo wandering around suffering. So let’s knock off the lectures until you finish goro off and have his carcass on the BBQ

Man, Tarzan is making accusations like an experienced politician.

I would like the wounded buffalo to gather its last strength and charge the two of them. I think it could get them both.

Tarzan seems out of character. He is usually cool. He is making a complicated and explosive allegation that could lead to someone being killed. Oops. My mistake. He is in character.

Squinty-eyed fatboy Pomeroy is about to swing that rifle in Tarzan’s direction just as the wounded buffalo stampedes out of the bushes and guts that porky piggy faced coward stem to stern! Pomeroy’s Life Doesn’t Matter!!

“Perhaps they shot each other in the back. Yes, that’s the ticket.”