? ? ? ? "Why did you not return?" she asked.
? ? ? ? "I was nursing D'Arnot. He was badly wounded."
? ? ? ? "Ah, I knew it!" she exclaimed.
? ? ? ? "They said you had gone to join the blacks--that they were your people."
? ? ? ? He laughed.
? ? ? ? "But you did not believe them, Jane?"
? ? ? ? "No;--what shall I call you?" she asked. "What is your name?"
? ? ? ? "I was Tarzan of the Apes when you first knew me," he said.
? ? ? ? "Tarzan of the Apes!" she cried--"and that was your note I answered when I left?"
? ? ? ? "Yes, whose did you think it was?"
? ? ? ? "I did not know; only that it could not be yours, for Tarzan of the Apes had written in English, and you could not understand a word of any language."
? ? ? ? Again he laughed.
? ? ? ? "It is a long story, but it was I who wrote what I could not speak--and now D'Arnot has made matters worse by teaching me to speak French instead of English.
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