Part 17 (1/2)

As Tarzan boarded his shi+p after what seemed a most tedious wait to him, two men watched him from an upper deck Both were fashi+onably dressed and smooth shaven The taller of the two had sandy hair, but his eyebroere very black Later in the day they chanced to meet Tarzan on deck, but as one hurriedly called his co at sea their faces were turned from Tarzan as he passed, so that he did not notice their features In fact, he had paid no attention to the the instructions of his chief, Tarzan had booked his passage under an assumed name--John Caldwell, London He did not understand the necessity of this, and it caused him considerable speculation He wondered what role he was to play in Cape Town

”Well,” he thought, ”thank Heaven that I a to annoyso civilized that presently I shall develop a set of nerves He would give theht fair One never knows through what new agency he is going to strike It is as though Numa, the lion, had induced Tantor, the elephant, and Histah, the snake, to join hi to kill me I would then never have knohat minute, or by whom, I was to be attacked next But the brutes are ue”

At dinner that night Tarzan sat next to a young woman whose place was at the captain's left The officer introduced the! Where had he heard the naave hihter she called her Hazel

Hazel Strong! What irl, penned by the fair hand of Jane Porter, that had carried to hie froht he had stolen it fro-dead father, where Jane Porter had sat writing it late into the night, while he crouched in the darkness without How terror-stricken she would have been that night had she known that the wild jungle beast squatted outside her atching her every --Jane Porter's best friend!

Chapter 12

shi+ps That Pass

Let us go back a few months to the little, ept platform of a railway station in northern Wisconsin The s landscape, its acrid fu the eyes of a little party of six who stand waiting the co of the train that is to bear them away toward the south

Professor Archimedes Q Porter, his hands clasped beneath the tails of his long coat, paces back and forth under the ever-watchful eye of his faithful secretary, Mr Samuel T Philander Tithin the past few minutes he has started absent-mindedly across the tracks in the direction of a near-by swaed back by the tireless Mr Philander

Jane Porter, the professor's daughter, is in strained and lifeless conversation with William Cecil Clayton and Tarzan of the Apes Within the little waiting room, but a bare moment before, a confession of love and a renunciation had taken place that had blighted the lives and happiness of two of the party, but William Cecil Clayton, Lord Greystoke, was not one of them

Behind Miss Porter hovered the motherly Es to her beloved Maryland? Already she could see diht of the oncoe

Suddenly Clayton exclai-room,” and hastened off to fetch it

”Good-bye, Jane,” said Tarzan, extending his hand ”God bless you!”

”Good-bye,” replied the girl faintly ”Try to forget otten er of that, dear,” he answered ”I wish to Heaven that I h life always reh; I am sure you shall--you must be You may tell the others of my decision to drive ood-bye I want always to remember him kindly, but I fear that I a with the man who stands between me and the one person in all the world I want”

As Clayton stooped to pick up his coat in the waiting roo face down upon the floor He stooped to pick it up, thinking it e of ilanced at it hastily, and then suddenly he forgot his coat, the approaching train--everything but that terrible little piece of yellow paper in his hand He read it twice before he could fully grasp the terrific weight ofthat it bore to hilish nobleman, the proud and wealthy possessor of vast estates--a moment later he had read it, and he knew that he was an untitled and penniless beggar It was D'Arnot's cablegraer prints prove you Greystoke Congratulations

D'ARNOT

He staggered as though he had received ato hi to a stop at the little platforathered up his ulster He would tell theram when they were all on board the train Then he ran out upon the platfor that precedes the first ru pins The others were on board, leaning out fro to him to hurry Quite five minutes elapsed before they were settled in their seats, nor was it until then that Clayton discovered that Tarzan was not with them

”Where is Tarzan?” he asked Jane Porter ”In another car?”

”No,” she replied; ”at the last minute he determined to drive his machine back to New York He is anxious to see more of A to France, you know”

Clayton did not reply He was trying to find the right words to explain to Jane Porter the calamity that had befallen hie would be on her Would she still wish to marry him--to be plain Mrs Clayton? Suddenly the awful sacrifice which one of theination Then came the question: Will Tarzan claie before he cale! He had admitted that Kala, the ape, was his mother! Could it have been for love of Jane Porter?