the gate, her eyes filled with questioning and
sorrow, for she saw that Meriem was not with him.
"Where is she?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Muviri told me that
she disobeyed your instructions and ran off into the jungle after you
had left them. Oh, John, I cannot bear to lose her, too!" And Lady
Greystoke broke down and wept, as she pillowed her head upon the broad
breast where so often before she had found comfort in the great
tragedies of her life.
Lord Greystoke raised her head and looked down into her eyes, his own
smiling and filled with the light of happiness.
"What is it, John?" she cried. "You have good news--do not keep me
waiting for it."
"I want to be quite sure that you can stand hearing the best news that
ever came to either of us," he said.
"Joy never kills," she cried. "You have found--her?" She could not
bring herself to hope for the impossible.
"Yes, Jane," he said, and his voice was husky with emotion; "I have
found her, and--HIM!"
"Where is he? Where are they?" she demanded.
"Out there at the edge of the jungle. He wouldn't come to you in his
savage leopard skin and his nakedness--he sent me to fetch him
She clapped her hands in ecstasy, and turned to run toward the
bungalow. "Wait!" she cried over her shoulder. "I have all his little
suits--I have saved them all. I will bring one to you."
Tarzan laughed and called to her to stop.
"The only clothing on the place that will fit him," he said, "is
mine--if it isn't too small for him--your little boy has grown, Jane."
She laughed, too; she felt like laughing at everything, or at nothing.
The world was all love and happiness and joy once more--the world that
had been shrouded in the gloom of her great sorrow for so many years.
So great was her joy that for the moment she forgot the sad message
that awaited Meriem. She called to Tarzan after he had ridden away to
prepare her for it, but he did not hear and rode on without knowing
himself what the event was to which his wife referred.
And so, an hour later, Korak, The Killer, rode home to his mother--the
mother whose image had never faded in his boyish heart--and found in
her arms and her eyes the love and forgiveness that he plead for.
And then the mother turned toward Meriem, an expression of pitying
sorrow erasing the happiness from her
Yes, the narrative had us guessing.Page 9
They would never even know that an attempt had been made to rescue them.Page 12
At first I took the beast for a saber-tooth tiger, as it was quite the most fearsome-appearing beast one could imagine; but it was not that dread monster of the past, though quite formidable enough to satisfy the most fastidious thrill-hunter.Page 14
Were I one of these writer-fellows, I should probably say that her features were Grecian, but being neither a writer nor a poet I can.Page 18
At the bank she paused, removed her belt and dagger, dropping them to the ground at her side; then unfastening the lower edge of her garment from the metal leg-band to which it was attached, slipped it off her left shoulder and let it drop to the ground around her feet.Page 21
Ajor, having less.Page 23
However, we had not long to wait before we could at least guess at the cause of the diversion, for from without came mingled growls and roars and the sound of great bodies thrashing about until the earth shook.Page 24
To have had one's life saved by a saber-tooth tiger, and in the twentieth century into the bargain, was an experience that was to say the least unique; but it had happened--I had the proof of it before my eyes.Page 25
We found a tiny cave in the rock bank, so hidden away that only chance could direct a beast of prey to it, and after we had eaten of the deer-meat and some fruit which Ajor gathered, we crawled into the little hole, and with sticks and stones which I had gathered for the purpose I erected a strong barricade inside the entrance.Page 33
Long since, had I given up any hope of reaching the point where I had made my entry into the country, and so I was now equally convinced that our entire expedition had been worse than futile before ever it was conceived, since Bowen J.Page 41
He has the face of a Galu, but his weapons and the strange skins he wears upon his body are not of the Galus nor of Caspak.Page 50
In the duel his long, white robe was nearly.Page 52
Through the hideous dangers that my forebears had endured in the earlier stages of their human evolution I fled; and always pursuing was the hairy monster that had discovered me.Page 55
The Kro-lu stood silent and statuesque, watching the proceedings.Page 58
It was not entirely plain to me even with this explanation, since I couldn't understand how there could be different generations of peoples who apparently had no offspring.Page 63
The huts were hexagonal in form, and where grouped were joined so that they resembled the cells of a bee-hive.Page 75
North of the Kro-lu village I saw a small band of the latter of about the size of those of our old Western plains--such as the Indians bred in former days and to a lesser extent even now.Page 76
Near him grazed an aurochs bull with a cow.Page 81
However, the chances were more in favor of my foozling the long throw than that Nobs would fall down in his part if I gave him the chance.Page 90
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