"Geeze," said the "Gunner." "What a jolt they would of got!"
"That is why we never saw 'Lord Passmore,'" said Lady Barbara, laughing. "I thought him a most elusive host."
"The first night I left you here," explained Tarzan, "I walked into the jungle until I was out of sight, and then I came back from another direction and entered my tent from the rear. I slept there all night. The next morning, early, I left in search of your friends and was captured myself. But everything has worked out well, and if you have no other immediate plans I hope that you will accompany me back to my home and remain a while as my guests while you recover from the rather rough experiences Africa has afforded you. Or, perhaps," he added, "Professor Smith and his friend wish to continue their geological investigations."
"I, ah, well, you see," stammered Lafayette Smith; "I have about decided to abandon my work in Africa and devote my life to the geology of England. We, or, er—you see, Lady Barbara—"
"I am going to take him back to England and teach him to shoot before I let him return to Africa. Possibly we shall come back later, though."
"And you Patrick," asked Tarzan, "are you remaining to hunt, perhaps?"
"Nix, mister," said Danny, emphatically. "We're goin' to California and buy a garage and filling station."
"We?" queried Lady Barbara.
"Sure," said the "Gunner"; "me and Jez."
"Really?" exclaimed Lady Barbara. "Is he in earnest, Jezebel?"