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Clayton
noticed
that
she
did
not
return
his
familiar
salutation
,
but
he
felt
no
misgivings
on
that
score
.
She
had
been
through
so
much
.
This
was
no
time
to
force
his
love
upon
her
,
he
quickly
realized
.
"
I
am
already
repaid
,
"
he
said
.
"
Just
to
see
you
and
Professor
Porter
both
safe
,
well
,
and
together
again
.
I
do
not
think
that
I
could
much
longer
have
endured
the
pathos
of
his
quiet
and
uncomplaining
grief
.
"
It
was
the
saddest
experience
of
my
life
,
Miss
Porter
;
and
then
,
added
to
it
,
there
was
my
own
grief
--
the
greatest
I
have
ever
known
.
But
his
was
so
hopeless
--
his
was
pitiful
.
It
taught
me
that
no
love
,
not
even
that
of
a
man
for
his
wife
may
be
so
deep
and
terrible
and
self-sacrificing
as
the
love
of
a
father
for
his
daughter
.
"
The
girl
bowed
her
head
.
There
was
a
question
she
wanted
to
ask
,
but
it
seemed
almost
sacrilegious
in
the
face
of
the
love
of
these
two
men
and
the
terrible
suffering
they
had
endured
while
she
sat
laughing
and
happy
beside
a
godlike
creature
of
the
forest
,
eating
delicious
fruits
and
looking
with
eyes
of
love
into
answering
eyes
.
But
love
is
a
strange
master
,
and
human
nature
is
still
stranger
,
so
she
asked
her
question
.
"
Where
is
the
forest
man
who
went
to
rescue
you
?
Why
did
he
not
return
?
"
"
I
do
not
understand
,
"
said
Clayton
.
"
Whom
do
you
mean
?
"
"
He
who
has
saved
each
of
us
--
who
saved
me
from
the
gorilla
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
cried
Clayton
,
in
surprise
.
"
It
was
he
who
rescued
you
?
You
have
not
told
me
anything
of
your
adventure
,
you
know
.
"
