have indicated the most ferocious rage; but these three
knew that the king of the apes was doing homage to a king greater than
himself. In his wake leaped his shaggy bulls, vying with one another
as to which could spring the highest and which utter the most uncanny
sounds.

Korak laid his hand affectionately upon his father's shoulder.

"There is but one Tarzan," he said. "There can never be another."

Two days later the three dropped from the trees on the edge of the
plain across which they could see the smoke rising from the bungalow
and the cook house chimneys. Tarzan of the Apes had regained his
civilized clothing from the tree where he had hidden it, and as Korak
refused to enter the presence of his mother in the savage half-raiment
that he had worn so long and as Meriem would not leave him, for fear,
as she explained, that he would change his mind and run off into the
jungle again, the father went on ahead to the bungalow for horses and
clothes.

My Dear met him at the gate, her eyes filled with questioning and
sorrow, for she saw that Meriem was not with him.

"Where is she?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Muviri told me that
she disobeyed your instructions and ran off into the jungle after you
had left them. Oh, John, I cannot bear to lose her, too!" And Lady
Greystoke broke down and wept, as she pillowed her head upon the broad
breast where so often before she had found comfort in the great
tragedies of her life.

Lord Greystoke raised her head and looked down into her eyes, his own
smiling and filled with the light of happiness.

"What is it, John?" she cried. "You have good news--do not keep me
waiting for it."

"I want to be quite sure that you can stand hearing the best news that
ever came to either of us," he said.

"Joy never kills," she cried. "You have found--her?" She could not
bring herself to hope for the impossible.

"Yes, Jane," he said, and his voice was husky with emotion; "I have
found her, and--HIM!"

"Where is he? Where are they?" she demanded.

"Out there at the edge of the jungle. He wouldn't come to you in his
savage leopard skin and his nakedness--he sent me to fetch him
civilized clothing."

She clapped her hands in ecstasy, and turned to run toward the
bungalow. "Wait!" she cried over her shoulder. "I have all his little
suits--I have saved them all. I will bring one to you."

Tarzan laughed and called to her to stop.

"The only clothing on the place