ranne, Lieutenant
D'Arnot, and a dozen sailors had rushed up at the sound of the shot,
and now Tarzan turned the Russian over to them without a word. He had
explained the matter to the French commander before Rokoff arrived, and
the officer gave immediate orders to place the Russian in irons and
confine him on board the cruiser.

Just before the guard escorted the prisoner into the small boat that
was to transport him to his temporary prison Tarzan asked permission to
search him, and to his delight found the stolen papers concealed upon
his person.

The shot had brought Jane Porter and the others from the cabin, and a
moment after the excitement had died down she greeted the surprised
Lord Tennington. Tarzan joined them after he had taken the papers from
Rokoff, and, as he approached, Jane Porter introduced him to Tennington.

"John Clayton, Lord Greystoke, my lord," she said.

The Englishman looked his astonishment in spite of his most herculean
efforts to appear courteous, and it required many repetitions of the
strange story of the ape-man as told by himself, Jane Porter, and
Lieutenant D'Arnot to convince Lord Tennington that they were not all
quite mad.

At sunset they buried William Cecil Clayton beside the jungle graves of
his uncle and his aunt, the former Lord and Lady Greystoke. And it was
at Tarzan's request that three volleys were fired over the last resting
place of "a brave man, who met his death bravely."

Professor Porter, who in his younger days had been ordained a minister,
conducted the simple services for the dead. About the grave, with
bowed heads, stood as strange a company of mourners as the sun ever
looked down upon. There were French officers and sailors, two English
lords, Americans, and a score of savage African braves.

Following the funeral Tarzan asked Captain Dufranne to delay the
sailing of the cruiser a couple of days while he went inland a few
miles to fetch his "belongings," and the officer gladly granted the
favor.

Late the next afternoon Tarzan and his Waziri returned with the first
load of "belongings," and when the party saw the ancient ingots of
virgin gold they swarmed upon the ape-man with a thousand questions;
but he was smilingly obdurate to their appeals--he declined to give
them the slightest clew as to the source of his immense treasure.
"There are a thousand that I left behind," he explained, "for every one
that I brought away, and when these are spent I ma