meat of your kills with mighty jaws, like
some wild beast, and wiped your greasy hands upon your thighs. Even
then, before there was the slightest proof to the contrary, I knew that
you were mistaken in the belief that Kala was your mother.

"And now, with your father's diary of the terrible life led by him and
your mother on that wild African shore; with the account of your birth,
and, final and most convincing proof of all, your own baby finger
prints upon the pages of it, it seems incredible to me that you are
willing to remain a nameless, penniless vagabond."

"I do not need any better name than Tarzan," replied the ape-man; "and
as for remaining a penniless vagabond, I have no intention of so doing.
In fact, the next, and let us hope the last, burden that I shall be
forced to put upon your unselfish friendship will be the finding of
employment for me."

"Pooh, pooh!" scoffed D'Arnot. "You know that I did not mean that.
Have I not told you a dozen times that I have enough for twenty men,
and that half of what I have is yours? And if I gave it all to you,
would it represent even the tenth part of the value I place upon your
friendship, my Tarzan? Would it repay the services you did me in
Africa? I do not forget, my friend, that but for you and your wondrous
bravery I had died at the stake in the village of Mbonga's cannibals.
Nor do I forget that to your self-sacrificing devotion I owe the fact
that I recovered from the terrible wounds I received at their hands--I
discovered later something of what it meant to you to remain with me in
the amphitheater of apes while your heart was urging you on to the
coast.

"When we finally came there, and found that Miss Porter and her party
had left, I commenced to realize something of what you had done for an
utter stranger. Nor am I trying to repay you with money, Tarzan. It
is that just at present you need money; were it sacrifice that I might
offer you it were the same--my friendship must always be yours, because
our tastes are similar, and I admire you. That I cannot command, but
the money I can and shall."

"Well," laughed Tarzan, "we shall not quarrel over the money. I must
live, and so I must have it; but I shall be more contented with
something to do. You cannot show me your friendship in a more
convincing manner than to find employment for me--I shall die of
inactivity in a short while. As for my birthright--it is in good
hands. Clayton is not guilty of