 Far than of the eight brought to you from out the pages of Edgar Rice Burrow's astounding book You're determined to go professor. Yes, please. What else can I do to leave my daughter out there in the jungle quite unthinkable? And yet Archimedes, what can you hope to accomplish? Nothing yes, yes the lander what you say is true, but to do nothing is impossible I should never forgive myself Oh And there's the pilot ship. I wonder what Captain Trace is aboard. They must have fired that gun to see if we're still here Yes, yes, of course. We must attract their attention. When you look out for Potter while I go to the headland and fire the beacon They can't possibly see us here even with powerful ground to think Oh, I can't think about it. Yesterday if they only come from today It's too late. I can't see very well They they're going to be lowering a boat I think not they seem to be clustered on the upper deck searching the coast with their glasses And then Clayton, you must forget me so you must think of yourself go to the beacon before it's too late You come along too boy. No, no, I will start off alone on my search When the crew lands they we all of it will search and the more I think of it More I'm inclined to the belief that Jane may be alive after all Oh Clayton Clayton, what do you mean? Ordinarily, I think an ape would kill right away. Yes. Yes. I've been thinking the same thing And we heard Jane screaming for some considerable time. Yes. Yes. Yes Well all that I mean is that if the ape did not kill Jane right away Why should the Buddha kill her later? Oh Clayton, you may be right Listen to the headland and watch I'll perform by searching until the crew lands if they do Hurry I'll go ahead as fast as I can you follow me and don't forget to like like a huge yellow silk and scarf The morning floor gangs in the jungle tree tops Tarzan lying on a platform of pristed branches waits on Jane still sleeping in the leafy bow or the ape man has built Tarzan would like to go to the waterhole, but a rustling of leaves the silk and sheen of cheetahs coat glimps for a moment behind a clump of bamboo Tarzan takes his head To leave Jane here to the doubtful mercy of the jungle Jane portal calls out from under the rude shelter looks at Tarzan Tarzan moves toward her Jane Jane Jane Tarzan tries to take Jane in his arms, but the terror of the day before his fate is in the girl repulses him Tarzan can't understand Yesterday this she Jane had rushed to him for protection today when he tries to comfort our gene beats the ape man's chest with our clenched hands Let me go to you here. Let me go. Let me go Tarzan releases her. He can't understand the words, but the meaning yes She is afraid Tarzan wonders Is it tonight? He takes it from his rude sheen and hands it to Jane so first much as one of his ancestors might have presented an honoured blade Jane hands back the knife laughing No, no, white skin, you keep the knife Knife Knife, yes, knife, you, white skin, taste knife White skin Knife, white skin, taste knife Jane presses the knife into the ape man's hands as she repeats the word Tarzan's eyes brightens White skin Knife, that's it White skin, taste knife Tarzan points to his mouth then moves his lips and at the same time pats himself on the stomach. Yes, yes Jane hungry Eat, eat, Tarzan moves his lips as he says the words after her Jane hungry eat White skin Hungry Eat No, guys, white skin. Oh, you learn quickly Tarzan picks Jane up in his arms. This time the girl doesn't struggle and with a series of graceful effortless jumps Tarzan carries her from one blob branch to another now to a rocky ledge and down to the ground He puts her gently on her feet points rapidly several times to the base of a tree and disappears into the jungle The moment fear assails Jane in every sound she hears a further menace every darting chatter with some fresh fearful thing Even the chattering of friendly monkeys and her heart fluttering The sounds from the water who are no longer distant but terrifyingly near what if white skin should not come back? She covers her ears with our hands as if by this action she could prevent from happening the thing she dreads She stands motionless feeling the slightest movement might attack some animals each minute seems like an hour She hears the rustle of leaves above her. She's ready to flee a branch crackles it Tarzan his arms piled high with luscious fruits of the jungle stands before her Right and Right and Tarzan lays the fruit of her feet and points to it Right and Jane shakes her head picks up a cluster of black cranberries Food yes, I'm hungry Hungry eat Food and seating himself beside Jane Tarzan leans back against the tree and prepares to enjoy it with a fool his breakfast Offshore of the crew of the French cruiser sets the coastline for signs of life Clayton is at the beacon as Porter and Philander follow behind Philander now that you and Clayton Believe that there is some some slight hope that my dream is still alive. I Feel yes. Yes. I can eat each one. I feel guilty not to go now at once into the jungle Instead of remaining here at the headland. Yes, of course professional But you realize that to go up into the forest now means in short that you'll perish Should we find Jane as I hope we will Then what do we say to her when she finds you don't if I suppose you're right and yet I know professor your duty to Jane if she's still alive is to look out for yourself and my dear Porter if she's gone Then Well, what difference will a few hours make? I know that I must sound brutal and and true practical, but Right your right Philander always right There is much reason and wisdom in what you say Convounded monkeys of the modest division We'll have to get a more quick brush Then then we'll check about that task at once I'd like to start the fire now, but in this burning some night I don't the crew would see it and it takes a decent size fire to burn the damp moss Damn mark Clayton. Yes. It's not the fire And here you can listen to me. Oh, that's fine. That's fine. This way, professor There seems to be quite an accumulation of great brush here Coming Just a little more and we'll be all set There needs to be some activity of all the Pirate ship our ship seems to be putting about You think they've decided that we are no longer here So we must if we yes, we'll have to jump lighting the fire. I mean you hurry with small branches here Yes, bro. It's right on fire in a moment It would be well enough light to support them all muscle Do you want some luck now? Yes, yes, I think it's a fire, but be careful though. You don't want to bother too much. Yes It's beginning to slow it in a few seconds. We'll know whether or not the crew has seen it They don't see it Oh, then they must see it. They think it's only a jungle. Oh, they may won't come Oh, why did I delay? Why did I waste this valuable time when I might have been searching for my beloved one? I don't know That's to the jungle where I'm searching for us. I am flying to the jungle Let me go Let me go