'To bid our brothers put out the fire in the pit beyond the groves,' was the sullen, guttural reply. 'Aram Baksh promised us a man, but he lied. We found one of our brothers dead in the trap-chamber. We go hungry this night.' 'I think not,' smiled Conan. 'Aram Baksh will give you a man. Do you see that door?' He pointed to a small, iron-bound portal set in the midst of the western wall. 'Wait there. Aram Baksh will give you a man.' Backing warily away until he was out of reach of a sudden bludgeon blow, he turned a…