Conclusion

           AtthesightofJane,criesofreliefanddelightbrokefromeverylip,andasTarzan’scarstoppedbesidetheother,ProfessorPortercaughthisdaughterinhisarms.

           ForamomentnoonenoticedTarzan,sittingsilentlyinhisseat.

           Claytonwasthefirsttoremember,and,turning,heldouthishand.

           "Howcanweeverthankyou?"heexclaimed."Youhavesavedusall.Youcalledmebynameatthecottage,butIdonotseemtorecallyours,thoughthereissomethingveryfamiliaraboutyou.ItisasthoughIhadknownyouwellunderverydifferentconditionsalongtimeago."

           Tarzansmiledashetooktheprofferedhand.

           "Youarequiteright,MonsieurClayton,"hesaid,inFrench."YouwillpardonmeifIdonotspeaktoyouinEnglish.Iamjustlearningit,andwhileIunderstanditfairlywellIspeakitverypoorly."

           "Butwhoareyou?"insistedClayton,speakinginFrenchthistimehimself.

           "TarzanoftheApes."

           Claytonstartedbackinsurprise.

           "ByJove!"heexclaimed."Itistrue."

           AndProfessorPorterandMr.PhilanderpressedforwardtoaddtheirthankstoClayton’s,andtovoicetheirsurpriseandpleasureatseeingtheirjunglefriendsofarfromhissavagehome.

           Thepartynowenteredthemodestlittlehostelry,whereClaytonsoonmadearrangementsfortheirentertainment.