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ed his gaze the head and shoulders of a great ape appeared amidst the foliage。 For a moment the creature eyed them； and then from its throat rose a loud scream of recognition and of joy； and a moment later the beast had leaped to the ground； followed by a score of bulls like himself； and was waddling toward them； shouting in the primordial tongue of the anthropoid：
〃Tarzan has returned！ Tarzan； Lord of the Jungle！〃
It was Akut； and instantly he commenced leaping and bounding about the trio； uttering hideous shrieks and mouthings that to any other human beings might have indicated the most ferocious rage； but these three knew that the king of the apes was doing homage to a king greater than himself。 In his wake leaped his shaggy bulls； vying with one another as to which could spring the highest and which utter the most uncanny sounds。
Korak laid his hand affectionately upon his father's shoulder。
〃There is but one Tarzan；〃 he said。 〃There can never be another。〃
Two days later the three dropped from the trees on the edge of the plain across which they could see the smoke rising from the bungalow and the cook house chimneys。 Tarzan of the Apes had regained his civilized clothing from the tree where he had hidden it； and as Korak refused to enter the presence of his mother in the savage half…raiment that he had worn so long and as Meriem would not leave him； for fear； as she explained； that he would change his mind and run off into the jungle again； the father went on ahead to the bungalow for horses and clothes。
My Dear met him at 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 newsdo 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 foundher？〃 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； andHIM！〃
〃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 nakednesshe sent me to fetch him civilized clothing。〃
She clapped her hands in ecstasy； and turned to run toward the bungalow。 〃Wait！〃 she cried over her shoulder。 〃I have all his little suitsI 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 mineif it isn't too small for himyour 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 morethe 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 motherthe mother whose image had never faded in his boyish heartand 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 eyes。
〃My little girl；〃 she said； 〃in the midst of our happiness a great sorrow awaits youMr。 Baynes did not survive his wound。〃
The expression of sorrow in Meriem's eyes expressed only what she sincerely felt； but it was not the sorrow of a woman bereft of her best beloved。
〃I am sorry；〃 she said； quite simply。 〃He would have done me a great wrong； but he amply atoned before he died。 Once I thought that I loved him。 At first it was only fascination for a type that was new to methen it was respect for a brave man who had the moral courage to admit a sin and the physical courage to face death to right the wrong he had committed。 But it was not love。 I did not know what love was until I knew that Korak lived；〃 and she turned toward The Killer with a smile。
Lady Greystoke looked quickly up into the eyes of her son the son who one day would be Lord Greystoke。 No thought of the difference in the stations of the girl and her boy entered her mind。 To her Meriem was fit for a king。 She only wanted to know that Jack loved the little Arab waif。 The look in his eyes answered the question in her heart； and she threw her arms about them both and kissed them each a dozen times。
〃Now；〃 she cried； 〃I shall really have a daughter！〃
It was several weary marches to the nearest mission； but they only waited at the farm a few days for rest and preparation for the great event before setting out upon the journey； and after the marriage ceremony had been performed they kept on to the coast to take passage for England。 Those days were the most wonderful of Meriem's life。 She had not dreamed even vaguely of the marvels that civilization held in store for her。 The great ocean and the commodious steamship filled her with awe。 The noise； and bustle and confusion of the English railway station frightened her。
〃If there was a good…sized tree at hand；〃 she confided to Korak； 〃I know that I should run to the very top of it in terror of my life。〃
〃And make faces and throw twigs at the engine？〃 he laughed back。
〃Poor old Numa；〃 sighed the girl。 〃What will he do without us？〃
〃Oh； there are others to tease him； my little Mangani；〃 assured Korak。
The Greystoke town house quite took Meriem's breath away； but when strangers were about none might guess that she had not been to the manner born。
They had been home but a week when Lord Greystoke received a message from his friend of many years； D'Arnot。
It was in the form of a letter of introduction brought by one General Armand Jacot。 Lord Greystoke recalled the name； as who familiar with modern French history would not； for Jacot was in reality the Prince de Cadrenetthat intense republican who refused to use； even by courtesy； a title that had belonged to his family for four hundred years。
〃There is no place for princes in a republic；〃 he was wont to say。
Lord Greystoke received the hawk…nosed； gray mustached soldier in his library； and after a dozen words the two men had formed a mutual esteem that was to endure through life。
〃I have come to you；〃 explained General Jacot； 〃because our dear Admiral tells me that there is no one in all the world who is more intimately acquainted with Central Africa than you。
〃Let me tell you my story from the beginning。 Many years ago my little daughter was stolen； presumably by Arabs； while I was serving with the Foreign Legion in Algeria。 We did all that love and money and even government resources could do to discover her； but all to no avail。 Her picture was published in the leading papers of every large city in the world； yet never did we find a man or woman who ever had seen her since the day she mysteriously disappeared。
〃A week since there came to me in Paris a swarthy Arab； who called himself Abdul Kamak。 He said that he had found my daughter and could lead me to her。 I took him at once to Admiral d'Arnot； whom I knew had traveled some in Central Africa。 The man's story led the Admiral to believe that the place where the white girl the Arab supposed to be my daughter was held in captivity was not far from your African estates； and he advised that I come at once and call upon youthat you would know if such a girl were in your neighborhood。〃
〃What proof did the Arab bring that she was your daughter？〃 asked Lord Greystoke。
〃None；〃 replied the other。 〃That is why we thought best to consult you before organizing an expedition。 The fellow had only an old photograph of her on the back of which was pasted a newspaper cutting describing her and offering a reward。 We feared that having found this somewhere it had aroused his cupidity and led him to believe that in some way he could obtain the reward； possibly by foisting upon us a white girl on the chance that so many years had elapsed that we would not be able to recognize an imposter as such。〃
〃Have you the photograph with you？〃 asked Lord Greystoke。
The General drew an envelope from his pocket； took a yellowed photograph from it and handed it to the Englishman。
Tears dimmed the old warrior's eyes as they fell again upon the pictured features of his lost daughter。
Lord Greystoke examined the photograph for a moment。 A queer expression entered his eyes。 He touched a bell at his elbow； and an instant later a footman entered。
〃Ask my son's wife if she will be so good as to come to the library；