? ? ? ? "You are right, D'Arnot," replied Tarzan, "for if Kerchak had come to Tublat's aid that night at the Dum-Dum, there would have been an end of me. But Kerchak could never think far enough ahead to take advantage of any such opportunity. Even Kala, my mother, could never plan ahead. She simply ate what she needed when she needed it, and if the supply was very scarce, even though she found plenty for several meals, she would never gather any ahead.
? ? ? ? "I remember that she used to think it very silly of me to burden myself with extra food upon the march, though she was quite glad to eat it with me, if the way chanced to be barren of sustenance."
? ? ? ? "Then you knew your mother, Tarzan?" asked D'Arnot, in surprise.
? ? ? ? "Yes. She was a great, fine ape, larger than I, and weighing twice as much."
? ? ? ? "And your father?" asked D'Arnot.
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