Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян
The Height of Civilization
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"Doesthecomparisonrequiremuchtimeorlabor?"askedD’Arnot.
"Ordinarilybutafewmoments,iftheimpressionsaredistinct."
D’Arnotdrewalittleblackbookfromhispocketandcommencedturningthepages.
Tarzanlookedatthebookinsurprise.HowdidD’Arnotcometohavehisbook?
PresentlyD’Arnotstoppedatapageonwhichwerefivetinylittlesmudges.
Hehandedtheopenbooktothepoliceman.
"AretheseimprintssimilartomineorMonsieurTarzan’sorcanyousaythattheyareidenticalwitheither?"Theofficerdrewapowerfulglassfromhisdeskandexaminedallthreespecimenscarefully,makingnotationsmeanwhileuponapadofpaper.
Tarzanrealizednowwhatwasthemeaningoftheirvisittothepoliceofficer.
Theanswertohislife’sriddlelayinthesetinymarks.
Withtensenerveshesatleaningforwardinhischair,butsuddenlyherelaxedanddroppedback,smiling.
D’Arnotlookedathiminsurprise.
"Youforgetthatfortwentyyearsthedeadbodyofthechildwhomadethosefingerprintslayinthecabinofhisfather,andthatallmylifeIhaveseenitlyingthere,"saidTarzanbitterly.
Thepolicemanlookedupinastonishment.
