Тарзан, прийом мавп
The Savage Home
AstheFuwaldapassedthroughthenarrowentrancetotheharborandoutofsightbehindaprojectingpoint,LadyAlicethrewherarmsaboutClayton’sneckandburstintouncontrolledsobs.
Bravelyhadshefacedthedangersofthemutiny;withheroicfortitudeshehadlookedintotheterriblefuture;butnowthatthehorrorofabsolutesolitudewasuponthem,heroverwroughtnervesgaveway,andthereactioncame.
Hedidnotattempttocheckhertears.Itwerebetterthatnaturehaveherwayinrelievingtheselong-pentemotions,anditwasmanyminutesbeforethegirl—littlemorethanachildshewas—couldagaingainmasteryofherself.
"Oh,John,"shecriedatlast,"thehorrorofit.Whatarewetodo?Whatarewetodo?"
"Thereisbutonethingtodo,Alice,"andhespokeasquietlyasthoughtheyweresittingintheirsnuglivingroomathome,"andthatiswork.Workmustbeoursalvation.Wemustnotgiveourselvestimetothink,forinthatdirectionliesmadness.
"Wemustworkandwait.Iamsurethatreliefwillcome,andcomequickly,whenonceitisapparentthattheFuwaldahasbeenlost,eventhoughBlackMichaeldoesnotkeephiswordtous.
