? ? ? ? For a few moments he sat in silence, his eyes bent upon the ground, while Jane held the little locket in her hand, turning it over and over in an endeavor to find some further clue that might lead to the identity of its original owner.
? ? ? ? At length a simple explanation occurred to her.
? ? ? ? The locket had belonged to Lord Greystoke, and the likenesses were of himself and Lady Alice.
? ? ? ? This wild creature had simply found it in the cabin by the beach. How stupid of her not to have thought of that solution before.
? ? ? ? But to account for the strange likeness between Lord Greystoke and this forest god--that was quite beyond her, and it is not strange that she could not imagine that this naked savage was indeed an English nobleman.
? ? ? ? At length Tarzan looked up to watch the girl as she examined the locket. He could not fathom the meaning of the faces within, but he could read the interest and fascination upon the face of the live young creature by his side.
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