Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян

           "BEFOREtheykilledhim!Whatdoyoumean?Theyarenot—?Theyarenot—?"

           ShewasthinkingofwhatClaytonhadsaidoftheforestman’sprobablerelationshiptothistribeandshecouldnotframetheawfulword.

           "Yes,MissPorter,theywere—cannibals,"hesaid,almostbitterly,fortohimtoohadsuddenlycomethethoughtoftheforestman,andthestrange,unaccountablejealousyhehadfelttwodaysbeforesweptoverhimoncemore.

           AndtheninsuddenbrutalitythatwasasunlikeClaytonascourteousconsiderationisunlikeanape,heblurtedout:

           "Whenyourforestgodleftyouhewasdoubtlesshurryingtothefeast."

           Hewassorryerethewordswerespokenthoughhedidnotknowhowcruellytheyhadcutthegirl.Hisregretwasforhisbaselessdisloyaltytoonewhohadsavedthelivesofeverymemberofhisparty,andofferedharmtonone.

           Thegirl’sheadwenthigh.

           "Therecouldbebutonesuitablereplytoyourassertion,Mr.Clayton,"shesaidicily,"andIregretthatIamnotaman,thatImightmakeit."Sheturnedquicklyandenteredthecabin.

           ClaytonwasanEnglishman,sothegirlhadpassedquiteoutofsightbeforehededucedwhatreplyamanwouldhavemade.

           "Uponmyword,"hesaidruefully,"shecalledmealiar.AndIfancyIjollywelldeservedit,"headdedthoughtfully.