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Tarzan
derived
the
greatest
pleasure
of
his
life
in
hunting
meat
for
these
strangers
.
It
seemed
to
him
that
no
pleasure
on
earth
could
compare
with
laboring
for
the
welfare
and
protection
of
the
beautiful
white
girl
.
Some
day
he
would
venture
into
the
camp
in
daylight
and
talk
with
these
people
through
the
medium
of
the
little
bugs
which
were
familiar
to
them
and
to
Tarzan
.
But
he
found
it
difficult
to
overcome
the
timidity
of
the
wild
thing
of
the
forest
,
and
so
day
followed
day
without
seeing
a
fulfillment
of
his
good
intentions
.
The
party
in
the
camp
,
emboldened
by
familiarity
,
wandered
farther
and
yet
farther
into
the
jungle
in
search
of
nuts
and
fruit
.
Scarcely
a
day
passed
that
did
not
find
Professor
Porter
straying
in
his
preoccupied
indifference
toward
the
jaws
of
death
.
Mr.
Samuel
T.
Philander
,
never
what
one
might
call
robust
,
was
worn
to
the
shadow
of
a
shadow
through
the
ceaseless
worry
and
mental
distraction
resultant
from
his
Herculean
efforts
to
safeguard
the
professor
.
A
month
passed
.
Tarzan
had
finally
determined
to
visit
the
camp
by
daylight
.
It
was
early
afternoon
.
Clayton
had
wandered
to
the
point
at
the
harbor
's
mouth
to
look
for
passing
vessels
.
Here
he
kept
a
great
mass
of
wood
,
high
piled
,
ready
to
be
ignited
as
a
signal
should
a
steamer
or
a
sail
top
the
far
horizon
.
Professor
Porter
was
wandering
along
the
beach
south
of
the
camp
with
Mr.
Philander
at
his
elbow
,
urging
him
to
turn
his
steps
back
before
the
two
became
again
the
sport
of
some
savage
beast
.
The
others
gone
,
Jane
and
Esmeralda
had
wandered
into
the
jungle
to
gather
fruit
,
and
in
their
search
were
led
farther
and
farther
from
the
cabin
.
