? ? ? ? "I have given my heart to another," he repeated over and over again to himself.
? ? ? ? Then she did not love him! How could she have pretended love, and raised him to such a pinnacle of hope only to cast him down to such utter depths of despair!
? ? ? ? Maybe her kisses were only signs of friendship. How did he know, who knew nothing of the customs of human beings?
? ? ? ? Suddenly he arose, and, bidding D'Arnot good night as he had learned to do, threw himself upon the couch of ferns that had been Jane Porter's.
? ? ? ? D'Arnot extinguished the lamp, and lay down upon the cot.
? ? ? ? For a week they did little but rest, D'Arnot coaching Tarzan in French. At the end of that time the two men could converse quite easily.
? ? ? ? One night, as they were sitting within the cabin before retiring, Tarzan turned to D'Arnot.
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