Oh, yes, I understand. You mean that now that she is married and
living in England, you will seldom if ever see her."

"Yes," replied she; "and the saddest part of it all is that she
is not marrying the man she loves. Oh, it is terrible. Marrying
from a sense of duty! I think it is perfectly wicked, and I told
her so. I have felt so strongly on the subject that although I
was the only person outside of blood relations who was to have been
asked to the wedding I would not let her invite me, for I should
not have gone to witness the terrible mockery. But Jane Porter is
peculiarly positive. She has convinced herself that she is doing
the only honorable thing that she can do, and nothing in the world
will ever prevent her from marrying Lord Greystoke except Greystoke
himself, or death."

"I am sorry for her," said Tarzan.

"And I am sorry for the man she loves," said the girl, "for he
loves her. I never met him, but from what Jane tells me he must be
a very wonderful person. It seems that he was born in an African
jungle, and brought up by fierce, anthropoid apes. He had never
seen a white man or woman until Professor Porter and his party were
marooned on the coast right at the threshold of his tiny cabin.
He saved them from all manner of terrible beasts, and accomplished
the most wonderful feats imaginable, and then to cap the climax he
fell in love with Jane and she with him, though she never really
knew it for sure until she had promised herself to Lord Greystoke."

"Most remarkable," murmured Tarzan, cudgeling his brain for some
pretext upon which to turn the subject. He delighted in hearing