house, had undergone a complete transformation during
the three weeks that Clayton and Mr. Philander had been there.
The former had imported a small army of carpenters and plasterers,
plumbers and painters from a distant city, and what had been but a
dilapidated shell when they reached it was now a cosy little two-story
house filled with every modern convenience procurable in so short a
"Why, Mr. Clayton, what have you done?" cried Jane Porter, her heart
sinking within her as she realized the probable size of the expenditure
that had been made.
"S-sh," cautioned Clayton. "Don't let your father guess. If you don't
tell him he will never notice, and I simply couldn't think of him
living in the terrible squalor and sordidness which Mr. Philander and I
found. It was so little when I would like to do so much, Jane. For
his sake, please, never mention it."
"But you know that we can't repay you," cried the girl. "Why do you
want to put me under such terrible obligations?"
"Don't, Jane," said Clayton sadly. "If it had been just you, believe
me, I wouldn't have done it, for I knew from the start that it would
only hurt me in your eyes, but I couldn't think of that dear old man
living in the hole we found here. Won't you please believe that I did
it just for him and give me that little crumb of pleasure at least?"
"I do believe you, Mr. Clayton," said the girl, "because I know you are
big enough and generous enough to have done it just for him--and, oh
Cecil, I wish I might repay you as you deserve--as you would wish."
"Why can't you, Jane?"
"Because I love another."
"But you are going to marry him. He told me as much before I left
The girl winced.
"I do not love him," she said, almost proudly.
"Is it because of the money, Jane?"
"Then am I so much less desirable than Canler? I have money enough,
and far more, for every need," he said bitterly.
"I do not love you, Cecil," she said, "but I respect you. If I must
disgrace myself by such a bargain with any man, I prefer that it be one
I already despise. I should loathe the man to whom I sold myself
without love, whomsoever he might be. You will be happier," she
concluded, "alone--with my respect and friendship, than with me and my
He did not press the matter further, but if ever a man had
The bull drew nearer to Teeka, finally squatting close against her.Page 22
Tantor was almost upon him before his weak eyes permitted him to recognize his old friend.Page 29
Then he edged a bit nearer, craning his neck to have a better look at the thing which Teeka cuddled.Page 44
It was this moment that Tarzan chose to drop lightly from his tree into the village street.Page 64
Tarzan tried to comfort him, even as fierce Kala had comforted Tarzan when the ape-man was a balu, but all to no avail.Page 65
Momaya, being of a short temper and of another people, had little respect for the witch-doctor of her husband's tribe, and so, when he suggested that a further payment of two more fat goats would doubtless enable him to make stronger medicine, she promptly loosed her shrewish tongue upon him, and with such good effect that he was glad to take himself off with his zebra's tail and his pot of magic.Page 75
At the end of the day he would, doubtless, have many birds to his credit, since he had two guns and a smart loader--many more birds than he could eat in a year, even had he been hungry, which he was not, having but just arisen from the breakfast table.Page 80
It had all happened to little Tibo very suddenly and unexpectedly within the brief span of two suns.Page 91
He was only a wild beast at heart and his wild beast's heart beat high in anticipation of conflict.Page 92
"Magic, indeed!" she screamed.Page 104
He knew that he would return, though many times he might wheel and fly before he summoned the courage to lead his harem and his offspring to the water.Page 114
A dozen times he was hit, and then the apes ran down and gathered other rocks, pelting him unmercifully.Page 116
so that now, as he sat perched in the tree above the feasting blacks, he experienced all the pangs of famine and his hatred for his lifelong enemies waxed strong in his breast.Page 125
The thing should be fading away into thin air by now, thought Tarzan, or changing into something else; yet it did not.Page 132
He glanced at pictures which he knew by heart, and tossed the books aside.Page 151
Rabba Kega saw that the bait was gone, though there was no lion within the cage, nor was the door dropped.Page 158
They saw him turn then and walk back into the shadows at the far end of the village.Page 159
In terror the villagers fled hither and.Page 167
he ignored them.Page 172
He knew that Tarzan had once spared the life of Mbonga, the chief, and that he had succored Tibo, and Tibo's mother, Momaya.