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"
Bless
me
,
yes
!
"
acquiesced
Mr.
Philander
.
"
But
who
is
the
clerical
appearing
gentleman
with
him
?
"
Jane
blanched
.
Clayton
moved
uneasily
in
his
chair
.
Professor
Porter
removed
his
spectacles
nervously
,
and
breathed
upon
them
,
but
replaced
them
on
his
nose
without
wiping
.
The
ubiquitous
Esmeralda
grunted
.
Only
Tarzan
did
not
comprehend
.
Presently
Robert
Canler
burst
into
the
room
.
"
Thank
God
!
"
he
cried
.
"
I
feared
the
worst
,
until
I
saw
your
car
,
Clayton
.
I
was
cut
off
on
the
south
road
and
had
to
go
away
back
to
town
,
and
then
strike
east
to
this
road
.
I
thought
we
'd
never
reach
the
cottage
.
"
No
one
seemed
to
enthuse
much
.
Tarzan
eyed
Robert
Canler
as
Sabor
eyes
her
prey
.
