espionage or shadowing by Tarzan revealed the Arab's lodgings, the
location of which Tarzan was anxious to ascertain.

Gernois, never cordial, had kept more than ever aloof from Tarzan
since the episode in the dining-room of the hotel at Aumale. His
attitude on the few occasions that they had been thrown together
had been distinctly hostile.

That he might keep up the appearance of the character he was
playing, Tarzan spent considerable time hunting in the vicinity of
Bou Saada. He would spend entire days in the foothills, ostensibly
searching for gazelle, but on the few occasions that he came close
enough to any of the beautiful little animals to harm them he
invariably allowed them to escape without so much as taking his
rifle from its boot. The ape-man could see no sport in slaughtering
the most harmless and defenseless of God's creatures for the mere
pleasure of killing.

In fact, Tarzan had never killed for "pleasure," nor to him was
there pleasure in killing. It was the joy of righteous battle
that he loved--the ecstasy of victory. And the keen and successful
hunt for food in which he pitted his skill and craftiness against
the skill and craftiness of another; but to come out of a town filled
with food to shoot down a soft-eyed, pretty gazelle--ah, that was
crueller than the deliberate and cold-blooded murder of a fellow
man. Tarzan would have none of it, and so he hunted alone that
none might discover the sham that he was practicing.

And once, probably because of the fact that he rode alone, he was
like to have lost his life. He was riding slowly through a little