out my anguish as a child might for his own mother. To you, my
friend, she would have appeared a hideous and ugly creature, but
to me she was beautiful--so gloriously does love transfigure its
object. And so I am perfectly content to remain forever the son
of Kala, the she-ape."

"I do not admire you the less for your loyalty," said D'Arnot,
"but the time will come when you will be glad to claim your own.
Remember what I say, and let us hope that it will be as easy then
as it is now. You must bear in mind that Professor Porter and Mr.
Philander are the only people in the world who can swear that the
little skeleton found in the cabin with those of your father and
mother was that of an infant anthropoid ape, and not the offspring
of Lord and Lady Greystoke. That evidence is most important. They
are both old men. They may not live many years longer. And then,
did it not occur to you that once Miss Porter knew the truth she
would break her engagement with Clayton? You might easily have
your title, your estates, and the woman you love, Tarzan. Had you
not thought of that?"

Tarzan shook his head. "You do not know her," he said. "Nothing
could bind her closer to her bargain than some misfortune to Clayton.
She is from an old southern family in America, and southerners
pride themselves upon their loyalty."

Tarzan spent the two following weeks renewing his former brief
acquaintance with Paris. In the daytime he haunted the libraries
and picture galleries. He had become an omnivorous reader, and
the world of possibilities that were opened to him in this seat of
culture and learning fairly appalled him when he contemplated the