The Return of Tarzan

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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presence of strangers in
the camp. He saw the black warriors palavering with the sailors from
the cruiser, and then he saw a lithe, brown giant talking with
Lieutenant D'Arnot and Captain Dufranne.

"Who is that, I wonder," said Tennington to Rokoff, and as the Russian
raised his eyes and met those of the ape-man full upon him, he
staggered and went white.

"SAPRISTI!" he cried, and before Tennington realized what he intended
he had thrown his gun to his shoulder, and aiming point-blank at Tarzan
pulled the trigger. But the Englishman was close to him--so close that
his hand reached the leveled barrel a fraction of a second before the
hammer fell upon the cartridge, and the bullet that was intended for
Tarzan's heart whirred harmlessly above his head.

Before the Russian could fire again the ape-man was upon him and had
wrested the firearm from his grasp. Captain Dufranne, Lieutenant
D'Arnot, and a dozen sailors had rushed up at the sound of the shot,
and now Tarzan turned the Russian over to them without a word. He had
explained the matter to the French commander before Rokoff arrived, and
the officer gave immediate orders to place the Russian in irons and
confine him on board the cruiser.

Just before the guard escorted the prisoner into the small boat that
was to transport him to his temporary prison Tarzan asked permission to
search him, and to his delight found the stolen papers concealed upon
his person.

The shot had brought Jane Porter and the others from the cabin, and a
moment after the excitement had died down she greeted the surprised
Lord Tennington. Tarzan joined them after he had taken the papers from
Rokoff, and, as he approached, Jane Porter introduced him to Tennington.

"John Clayton, Lord Greystoke, my lord," she said.

The Englishman looked his astonishment in spite of his most herculean
efforts to appear courteous, and it required many repetitions of the
strange story of the ape-man as told by himself, Jane Porter, and
Lieutenant D'Arnot to convince Lord Tennington that they were not all
quite mad.

At sunset they buried William Cecil Clayton beside the jungle graves of
his uncle and his aunt, the former Lord and Lady Greystoke. And it was
at Tarzan's request that three volleys were fired over the last resting
place of "a brave man, who met his death bravely."

Professor Porter, who in his younger days had been ordained a minister,
conducted the simple services for the dead. About the grave, with
bowed heads, stood as strange a company of mourners as the sun

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