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At
last
the
fever
abated
and
the
boy
commenced
to
mend
.
No
word
of
complaint
passed
his
tight
set
lips
,
though
the
pain
of
his
wounds
was
excruciating
.
A
portion
of
his
chest
was
laid
bare
to
the
ribs
,
three
of
which
had
been
broken
by
the
mighty
blows
of
the
gorilla
.
One
arm
was
nearly
severed
by
the
giant
fangs
,
and
a
great
piece
had
been
torn
from
his
neck
,
exposing
his
jugular
vein
,
which
the
cruel
jaws
had
missed
but
by
a
miracle
.
With
the
stoicism
of
the
brutes
who
had
raised
him
he
endured
his
suffering
quietly
,
preferring
to
crawl
away
from
the
others
and
lie
huddled
in
some
clump
of
tall
grasses
rather
than
to
show
his
misery
before
their
eyes
Kala
,
alone
,
he
was
glad
to
have
with
him
,
but
now
that
he
was
better
she
was
gone
longer
at
a
time
,
in
search
of
food
;
for
the
devoted
animal
had
scarcely
eaten
enough
to
support
her
own
life
while
Tarzan
had
been
so
low
,
and
was
in
consequence
,
reduced
to
a
mere
shadow
of
her
former
self
.
After
what
seemed
an
eternity
to
the
little
sufferer
he
was
able
to
walk
once
more
,
and
from
then
on
his
recovery
was
so
rapid
that
in
another
month
he
was
as
strong
and
active
as
ever
.
During
his
convalescence
he
had
gone
over
in
his
mind
many
times
the
battle
with
the
gorilla
,
and
his
first
thought
was
to
recover
the
wonderful
little
weapon
which
had
transformed
him
from
a
hopelessly
outclassed
weakling
to
the
superior
of
the
mighty
terror
of
the
jungle
.
Also
,
he
was
anxious
to
return
to
the
cabin
and
continue
his
investigations
of
its
wondrous
contents
.
So
,
early
one
morning
,
he
set
forth
alone
upon
his
quest
.
After
a
little
search
he
located
the
clean-picked
bones
of
his
late
adversary
,
and
close
by
,
partly
buried
beneath
the
fallen
leaves
,
he
found
the
knife
,
now
red
with
rust
from
its
exposure
to
the
dampness
of
the
ground
and
from
the
dried
blood
of
the
gorilla
.
He
did
not
like
the
change
in
its
former
bright
and
gleaming
surface
;
but
it
was
still
a
formidable
weapon
,
and
one
which
he
meant
to
use
to
advantage
whenever
the
opportunity
presented
itself
.
He
had
in
mind
that
no
more
would
he
run
from
the
wanton
attacks
of
old
Tublat
.
In
another
moment
he
was
at
the
cabin
,
and
after
a
short
time
had
again
thrown
the
latch
and
entered
.
