to my father from the little town of Estcourt, and dated
"I can't make that fellow out," he exclaimed. "Never could. All I know is that if Hilary Vane pulls us through this mess, in the shape he's in, it'll be a miracle.
"His mind seems sound enough to-day--but he's lost his grip, I tell you. I don't wonder Flint's beside himself. Here's Adam Hunt with both feet in the trough, and no more chance of the nomination than I have, and Bascom and Botcher teasing him on, and he's got enough votes with Crewe to lock up that convention for a dark horse. And who's the dark horse?"
Mr. Manning, who was a silent man, pointed with his thumb in the direction Austen had taken.
"Hilary Vane's own son," said Mr. Ridout, voicing the gesture; "they tell me that Tom Gaylord's done some pretty slick work. Now I leave it to you, Manning, if that isn't a mess!"
At this moment the conversation was interrupted by the appearance on the stairway of the impressive form of United States Senator Whitredge, followed by a hall boy carrying the senatorial gripsack. The senator's face wore a look of concern which could not possibly be misinterpreted.
"How's Hilary?" were his first words.
Mr. Ridout and Mr. Manning glanced at each other.
"He's in Number Seven; you'd better take a look at him, Senator."
- And thus matters stood when, one hot night, Meriem, unable
- asked Monsieur Thuran to move her chair farther back into
- were to turn and fire at will until one fell, or each had
- if he could but get them near those strong teeth of his.
- He strove to peer about him, but the feeble ray of the
- trail, we shall remain with you. There is nothing more
- that dear Alexis will forward to the minister of war full
- glistening in the moonlight. Behind him the tense figure
- reward that they would win from him if they carried his
- guard for water, but after making two or three requests
- his own forest with a burden in his arms. A little cry
- of the rocks, that they might keep the enemy in front of
- resting the electric lamp upon one of the little ebony
- ape-man in all the circumstantial evidence of a compromising
- crushes the skull of a bull, and woe betide the belated
- my car on to New York—I don't feel equal to bidding Clayton
- the steps again, finding himself now nearly up to his armpits
- saw that dark body dropping, swift and silent, into the
- is married and living in England, you will seldom if ever
- ten paces D'Arnot was to give the final signal—then they
- fowls, sheep, goats, pigs, horses, and cattle; the order
- her. He saw the gold and silver bracelets upon her bare
- The odds are evening, Abdul, said Tarzan, with a low
- thing that brought me there was no fault of either the
- was the especial pride and joy of My Dear and Meriem. The
- a knife, and the other had to be put in irons. Then, to
- What manner of man are you? she asked. The thing you
- turned away and passed out of the range of Tarzan's vision.
- wooden steps. He drew himself closely to these, and directed
- forms of life he had been accustomed to in his native jungle,
- cruise around Africa in his yacht, she expressed the greatest
- of the machine. He bowed very low in response to her friendly
- slowly toward the north—he said nothing of the party
- I can scarcely believe that your being on the same boat
- another visit, said D'Arnot. You are not through with
- of the desert walking across the face of a dead world with
- to tell him that she loved him. A dozen times she thought
- Later in the day they chanced to meet Tarzan on deck, but
- to persuade some of the men to come and save you, but they
- Well, growled Rokoff, with a shrug, I cannot see what
- man more common interests than the cultured guests of Bwana
- I was not quite sure that I should ever reach you, she
- yet they fell upon his ears like the soft voice of a half-forgotten
- was to notify the purser that I was entertaining a man
- away from our tents the large circle of lookers on. An
- marauders. They brought me here and sold me to the Arab
- together in D'Arnot's car, the best of friends. De Coude
- tacklers on a gridiron. One of them raised his hand and
- reason we have seen so many parrots lately; the cheucau
- that trailed them, just before dusk made it impossible