“And Esteban is the man who is with you?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, “but he has deserted me. I could not walk farther on my sore feet. He has gone and left me here to die and he has taken the diamonds with him.”
“We shall find him,” said the ape-man. “Come.”
“But I cannot walk,” said the girl.
“That is a small matter,” he said, and stooping lifted her to his shoulder.
Easily the ape-man bore the exhausted girl along the trail. “It is not far to water,” he said, “and water is what you need. It will help to revive you and give you strength, and perhaps I shall be able to find food for you soon.”
“Why are you so good to me?” asked the girl.
“You are a woman. I could not leave you alone in the jungle to die, no matter what you may have done,” replied the ape-man. And Flora Hawkes could only sob a broken plea for forgiveness for the wrong she had done him.
It grew quite dark, but still they moved along the silent trail until presently Tarzan caught in the distance the reflection of firelight.
“I think we shall soon find your friend,” he whispered. “Make no noise.”