Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян
The Search Party
"Clayton,myboy,Iknowyouaretiredoutandunstrung,butthat’snoreasonwhyyoushouldmakeanassofyourself.You’dbettergotobed."
ButbeforehedidsohecalledgentlytoJaneupontheoppositesideofthesailclothpartition,forhewishedtoapologize,buthemightaswellhaveaddressedtheSphinx.Thenhewroteuponapieceofpaperandshoveditbeneaththepartition.
Janesawthelittlenoteandignoredit,forshewasveryangryandhurtandmortified,but—shewasawoman,andsoeventuallyshepickeditupandreadit.
MYDEARMISSPORTER:
IhadnoreasontoinsinuatewhatIdid.Myonlyexcuseisthatmynervesmustbeunstrung—whichisnoexcuseatall.
PleasetryandthinkthatIdidnotsayit.Iamverysorry.IwouldnothavehurtYOU,aboveallothersintheworld.Saythatyouforgiveme.
WM.CECILCLAYTON.
"Hedidthinkitorheneverwouldhavesaidit,"reasonedthegirl,"butitcannotbetrue—oh,Iknowitisnottrue!"
Onesentenceintheletterfrightenedher:"IwouldnothavehurtYOUaboveallothersintheworld."
Aweekagothatsentencewouldhavefilledherwithdelight,nowitdepressedher.
ShewishedshehadnevermetClayton.Shewassorrythatshehadeverseentheforestgod.No,shewasglad
