they will not soon forget what you did to them. Sooner or later
they will get you, my dear Tarzan, and then they will lock the wild
man of the woods up behind iron bars. How will you like that?"

"They will never lock Tarzan of the Apes behind iron bars," replied
he, grimly.

There was something in the man's voice as he said it that caused
D'Arnot to look up sharply at his friend. What he saw in the set
jaw and the cold, gray eyes made the young Frenchman very apprehensive
for this great child, who could recognize no law mightier than his
own mighty physical prowess. He saw that something must be done
to set Tarzan right with the police before another encounter was
possible.

"You have much to learn, Tarzan," he said gravely. "The law of
man must be respected, whether you relish it or no. Nothing but
trouble can come to you and your friends should you persist in
defying the police. I can explain it to them once for you, and
that I shall do this very day, but hereafter you must obey the law.
If its representatives say `Come,' you must come; if they say `Go,'
you must go. Now we shall go to my great friend in the department
and fix up this matter of the Rue Maule. Come!"

Together they entered the office of the police official a half hour
later. He was very cordial. He remembered Tarzan from the visit
the two had made him several months prior in the matter of finger
prints.

When D'Arnot had concluded the narration of the events which had