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strode toward the cabin.

Neither spoke, yet both knew before they opened the closed door what they would find beyond.

Tarzan lifted the latch and pushed the great door in upon its wooden hinges. It was as they had feared. The cabin was deserted.

The men turned and looked at one another. Dā€™Arnot knew that his people thought him dead; but Tarzan thought only of the woman who had kissed him in love and now had fled from him while he was serving one of her people.

A great bitterness rose in his heart. He would go away, far into the jungle and join his tribe. Never would he see one of his own kind again, nor could he bear the thought of returning to the cabin. He would leave that forever behind him with the great hopes he had nursed there of finding his own race and becoming a man among men.

And the Frenchman? Dā€™Arnot? What of him? He could get along as Tarzan had. Tarzan did not want to see him more. He wanted to get away from everything that might remind him of Jane.

As Tarzan stood upon the threshold brooding, Dā€™Arnot had entered the cabin. Many comforts he saw that had been left behind. He recognized numerous articles from the cruiserā ā€”a camp oven, some kitchen utensils, a rifle and many rounds of ammunition, canned foods, blankets, two chairs and a cotā ā€”and several books and periodicals, mostly American.

ā€œThey must intend returning,ā€ thought Dā€™Arnot.

He walked over to the table that John Clayton had built so many years before to serve as a desk, and on it he saw two notes addressed to Tarzan of the Apes.

One was in a strong masculine hand and was unsealed. The other, in a womanā€™s hand, was sealed.

ā€œHere are two messages for you, Tarzan of the Apes,ā€ cried Dā€™Arnot, turning toward the door; but his companion was not there.

Dā€™Arnot walked to the door and looked out. Tarzan was nowhere in sight. He called aloud but there was no response.

ā€œMon Dieu!ā€ exclaimed Dā€™Arnot, ā€œhe has left me. I feel it. He has gone back into his jungle and left me here alone.ā€

And then he remembered the look on Tarzanā€™s face when they had discovered that the cabin was emptyā ā€”such a look as the hunter sees in the eyes of the wounded deer he has wantonly brought down.

The man had been hard hitā ā€”Dā€™Arnot realized it nowā ā€”but why? He could not understand.

The Frenchman looked about him. The loneliness and the horror of the place commenced to get on his nervesā ā€”already weakened by the ordeal of suffering and sickness he had passed through.

To be left here alone beside this awful jungleā ā€”never to hear a human voice or see a human faceā ā€”in constant dread of savage beasts and more terribly savage menā ā€”a prey to solitude and hopelessness. It was awful.

And far to the east Tarzan of the Apes was speeding through the middle terrace back to his tribe. Never had he traveled with such reckless speed. He felt that he was running away from himselfā ā€”that by hurtling through the forest like a frightened squirrel he was escaping from his own thoughts. But no matter how fast he went he found them always with him.

He passed above the sinuous body of Sabor, the lioness, going in the opposite directionā ā€”toward the cabin, thought Tarzan.

What could Dā€™Arnot do against Saborā ā€”or if Bolgani, the gorilla, should come upon himā ā€”or Numa, the lion, or cruel Sheeta?

Tarzan paused in his flight.

ā€œWhat are you, Tarzan?ā€ he asked aloud. ā€œAn ape or a man?ā€

ā€œIf you are an ape you will do as the apes would doā ā€”leave one of your kind to die in the jungle if it suited your whim to go elsewhere.

ā€œIf you are a man, you will return to protect your kind. You will not run away from one of your own people, because one of them has run away from you.ā€

Dā€™Arnot closed the cabin door. He was very nervous. Even brave men, and Dā€™Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.

He loaded one of the rifles and placed it within easy reach. Then he went to the desk and took up the unsealed letter addressed to Tarzan.

Possibly it contained word that his people had but left the beach temporarily. He felt that it would be no breach of ethics to read this letter, so he took the enclosure from the envelope and read:

To Tarzan of the apes:

We thank you for the use of your cabin, and are sorry that you did not permit us the pleasure of seeing and thanking you in person.

We have harmed nothing, but have left many things for you which may add to your comfort and safety here in your lonely home.

If you know the strange white man who saved our lives so many times, and brought us food, and if you can converse with him, thank him, also, for his kindness.

We sail within the hour, never to return; but we wish you and that other jungle friend to know that we shall always thank you for what you did for strangers on your shore, and that we should have done infinitely more to reward you both had you given us the opportunity.

Very respectfully,

Wm. Cecil Clayton.

ā€œā€Šā€˜Never to return,ā€™ā€Šā€ muttered Dā€™Arnot, and threw himself face downward upon the cot.

An hour later he started up listening. Something was at the door trying to enter.

Dā€™Arnot reached for the loaded rifle and placed it to his shoulder.

Dusk was falling, and the interior of the cabin was very dark; but the man could see the latch moving from its place.

He felt his hair rising upon his scalp.

Gently the door opened until a thin crack showed something standing just beyond.

Dā€™Arnot sighted along the blue barrel at the crack of the doorā ā€”and then he pulled the trigger.

XXIV Lost Treasure

When the expedition returned, following their fruitless endeavor to succor Dā€™Arnot, Captain Dufranne was anxious to steam away as quickly as possible, and all save Jane had

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