And then, as the men stood looking first at Tarzan and then at
their superior the ape-man did the one thing which was needed to
erase the last remnant of animosity which they might have felt for
him. With outstretched hand he advanced toward them.

"I am sorry for the mistake I made," he said simply. "Let us be
friends." And that was the end of the whole matter, except that
Tarzan became a subject of much conversation in the barracks of
the police, and increased the number of his friends by four brave
men at least.

On their return to D'Arnot's apartments the lieutenant found a
letter awaiting him from an English friend, William Cecil Clayton,
Lord Greystoke. The two had maintained a correspondence since the
birth of their friendship on that ill-fated expedition in search
of Jane Porter after her theft by Terkoz, the bull ape.

"They are to be married in London in about two months," said D'Arnot,
as he completed his perusal of the letter. Tarzan did not need to
be told who was meant by "they." He made no reply, but he was very
quiet and thoughtful during the balance of the day.

That evening they attended the opera. Tarzan's mind was still
occupied by his gloomy thoughts. He paid little or no attention
to what was transpiring upon the stage. Instead he saw only the
lovely vision of a beautiful American girl, and heard naught but
a sad, sweet voice acknowledging that his love was returned. And
she was to marry another!