Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян
The Search Party
ProfessorPorterstrovemanfullytosuppresshisownemotions,butthestrainuponhisnervesandweakenedvitalityweretoomuchforhim,andatlength,buryinghisoldfaceinthegirl’sshoulder,hesobbedquietlylikeatiredchild.
Janeledhimtowardthecabin,andtheFrenchmenturnedtowardthebeachfromwhichseveraloftheirfellowswereadvancingtomeetthem.
Clayton,wishingtoleavefatheranddaughteralone,joinedthesailorsandremainedtalkingwiththeofficersuntiltheirboatpulledawaytowardthecruiserwhitherLieutenantCharpentierwasboundtoreporttheunhappyoutcomeofhisadventure.
ThenClaytonturnedbackslowlytowardthecabin.Hisheartwasfilledwithhappiness.Thewomanhelovedwassafe.
Hewonderedbywhatmannerofmiracleshehadbeenspared.Toseeheraliveseemedalmostunbelievable.
AsheapproachedthecabinhesawJanecomingout.Whenshesawhimshehurriedforwardtomeethim.
"Jane!"hecried,"Godhasbeengoodtous,indeed.Tellmehowyouescaped—whatformProvidencetooktosaveyoufor—us."
Hehadneverbeforecalledherbyhergivenname.Forty-eighthoursbeforeitwouldhavesuffusedJanewithasoftglowofpleasuretohaveheardthatnamefromClayton’slips—nowitfrightenedher.
"Mr.Clayton,"shesaidquietly,extendingherhand,"firstletmethankyouforyourchivalrousloyaltytomydearfather.
