Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян

           Hergreateyesrolledinevidentterror,firsttowardthejungleandthentowardthecursingbandofsailorswhowereremovingthebalesandboxesfromtheboats.

           Thelastmemberofthepartytodisembarkwasagirlofaboutnineteen,anditwastheyoungmanwhostoodattheboat’sprowtoliftherhighanddryuponland.Shegavehimabraveandprettysmileofthanks,butnowordspassedbetweenthem.

           Insilencethepartyadvancedtowardthecabin.Itwasevidentthatwhatevertheirintentions,allhadbeendecideduponbeforetheylefttheship;andsotheycametothedoor,thesailorscarryingtheboxesandbales,followedbythefivewhowereofsodifferentaclass.Themenputdowntheirburdens,andthenonecaughtsightofthenoticewhichTarzanhadposted.

           "Ho,mates!"hecried."What’shere?ThissignwasnotpostedanhouragoorI’lleatthecook."

           Theothersgatheredabout,craningtheirnecksovertheshouldersofthosebeforethem,butasfewofthemcouldreadatall,andthenonlyafterthemostlaboriousfashion,onefinallyturnedtothelittleoldmanofthetophatandfrockcoat.

           "Hi,perfesser,"hecalled,"stepfor’rdandreadthebloomin’notis."

           Thusaddressed,theoldmancameslowlytowherethesailorsstood,followedbytheothermembersofhisparty.