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Tarzan
had
long
since
learned
the
use
of
the
dictionary
,
but
much
to
his
sorrow
and
perplexity
it
proved
of
no
avail
to
him
in
this
emergency
.
Not
a
word
of
all
that
was
writ
in
the
book
could
he
find
,
and
so
he
put
it
back
in
the
metal
box
,
but
with
a
determination
to
work
out
the
mysteries
of
it
later
on
.
Little
did
he
know
that
this
book
held
between
its
covers
the
key
to
his
origin
--
the
answer
to
the
strange
riddle
of
his
strange
life
.
It
was
the
diary
of
John
Clayton
,
Lord
Greystoke
--
kept
in
French
,
as
had
always
been
his
custom
.
Tarzan
replaced
the
box
in
the
cupboard
,
but
always
thereafter
he
carried
the
features
of
the
strong
,
smiling
face
of
his
father
in
his
heart
,
and
in
his
head
a
fixed
determination
to
solve
the
mystery
of
the
strange
words
in
the
little
black
book
.
At
present
he
had
more
important
business
in
hand
,
for
his
supply
of
arrows
was
exhausted
,
and
he
must
needs
journey
to
the
black
men
's
village
and
renew
it
.
Early
the
following
morning
he
set
out
,
and
,
traveling
rapidly
,
he
came
before
midday
to
the
clearing
.
Once
more
he
took
up
his
position
in
the
great
tree
,
and
,
as
before
,
he
saw
the
women
in
the
fields
and
the
village
street
,
and
the
cauldron
of
bubbling
poison
directly
beneath
him
.
For
hours
he
lay
awaiting
his
opportunity
to
drop
down
unseen
and
gather
up
the
arrows
for
which
he
had
come
;
but
nothing
now
occurred
to
call
the
villagers
away
from
their
homes
.
The
day
wore
on
,
and
still
Tarzan
of
the
Apes
crouched
above
the
unsuspecting
woman
at
the
cauldron
.
Presently
the
workers
in
the
fields
returned
.
The
hunting
warriors
emerged
from
the
forest
,
and
when
all
were
within
the
palisade
the
gates
were
closed
and
barred
.
Many
cooking
pots
were
now
in
evidence
about
the
village
.
Before
each
hut
a
woman
presided
over
a
boiling
stew
,
while
little
cakes
of
plantain
,
and
cassava
puddings
were
to
be
seen
on
every
hand
.
Suddenly
there
came
a
hail
from
the
edge
of
the
clearing
.
