Attheendofthethirddaytheymarchedintothevillagegate，andweregreetedbythesurvivorsoftherecentmassacre，towhomTarzanhadsentamessengerintheirtemporarycamptothesouthonthedaythattheraidershadquittedthevillage，tellingthemthattheymightreturninsafety。
　　IttookallthemasteryandpersuasionthatTarzanpossessedtopreventtheWazirifallingontheManyuematoothandnail，andtearingthemtopieces，butwhenhehadexplainedthathehadgivenhiswordthattheywouldnotbemolestediftheycarriedtheivorybacktothespotfromwhichtheyhadstolenit，andhadfurtherimpresseduponhispeoplethattheyowedtheirentirevictorytohim，theyfinallyaccededtohisdemands，andallowedthecannibalstorestinpeacewithintheirpalisade。
　　Thatnightthevillagewarriorsheldabigpalavertocelebratetheirvictories，andtochooseanewchief。
　　SinceoldWaziri’sdeathTarzanhadbeendirectingthewarriorsinbattle，andthetemporarycommandhadbeentacitlyconcededtohim。Therehadbeennotimetochooseanewchieffromamongtheirownnumber，and，infact，soremarkablysuccessfulhadtheybeenundertheape—man’sgeneralshipthattheyhadhadnowishtodelegatethesupremeauthoritytoanotherforfearthatwhattheyalreadyhadgainedmightbelost。Theyhadsorecentlyseentheresultsofrunningcountertothissavagewhiteman’sadviceinthedisastrouschargeorderedbyWaziri，inwhichhehimselfhaddied，thatithadnotbeendifficultforthemtoacceptTarzan’sauthorityasfinal。
　　TheprincipalwarriorssatinacircleaboutasmallfiretodiscusstherelativemeritsofwhomevermightbesuggestedasoldWaziri’ssuccessor。ItwasBusuliwhospokefirst:
　　"SinceWaziriisdead，leavingnoson，thereisbutoneamonguswhomweknowfromexperienceisfittedtomakeusagoodking。Thereisonlyonewhohasprovedthathecansuccessfullyleadusagainstthegunsofthewhiteman，andbringuseasyvictorywithoutthelossofasinglelife。
　　Thereisonlyone，andthatisthewhitemanwhohasledusforthepastfewdays，"andBusulisprangtohisfeet，andwithupliftedspearandhalf—bent，crouchingbodycommencedtodanceslowlyaboutTarzan，chantingintimetohissteps:
　　"Waziri，kingoftheWaziri;Waziri，killerofArabs;
　　Waziri，kingoftheWaziri。"
　　OnebyonetheotherwarriorssignifiedtheiracceptanceofTarzanastheirkingbyjoininginthesolemndance。
　　Thewomencameandsquattedabouttherimofthecircle，beatingupontom—toms，clappingtheirhandsintimetothestepsofthedancers，andjoininginthechantofthewarriors。InthecenterofthecirclesatTarzanoftheApes——Waziri，kingoftheWaziri，for，likehispredecessor，hewastotakethenameofhistribeashisown。
　　Fasterandfastergrewthepaceofthedancers，louderandloudertheirwildandsavageshouts。Thewomenroseandfellinunison，shriekingnowatthetopsoftheirvoices。
　　Thespearswerebrandishingfiercely，andasthedancersstoopeddownandbeattheirshieldsuponthehard—trampedearthofthevillagestreetthewholesightwasasterriblyprimevalandsavageasthoughitwerebeingstagedinthedimdawnofhumanity，countlessagesinthepast。
　　Astheexcitementwaxedtheape—mansprangtohisfeetandjoinedinthewildceremony。Inthecenterofthecircleofglitteringblackbodiesheleapedandroaredandshookhisheavyspearinthesamemadabandonthatenthralledhisfellowsavages。Thelastremnantofhiscivilizationwasforgotten——hewasaprimitivemantothefullestnow;revelinginthefreedomofthefierce，wildlifeheloved，gloatinginhiskingshipamongthesewildblacks。
　　Ah，ifOlgadeCoudehadbutseenhimthen——couldshehaverecognizedthewell—dressed，quietyoungmanwhosewell—bredfaceandirreproachablemannershadsocaptivatedherbutafewshortmonthsago？AndJanePorter！Wouldshehavestilllovedthissavagewarriorchieftain，dancingnakedamonghisnakedsavagesubjects？AndD’Arnot！
　　CouldD’ArnothavebelievedthatthiswasthesamemanhehadintroducedintohalfadozenofthemostselectclubsofParis？WhatwouldhisfellowpeersintheHouseofLordshavesaidhadonepointedtothisdancinggiant，withhisbarbaricheaddressandhismetalornaments，andsaid:
　　"There，mylords，isJohnClayton，LordGreystoke。"
　　AndsoTarzanoftheApescameintoarealkingshipamongmen——slowlybutsurelywashefollowingtheevolutionofhisancestors，forhadhenotstartedattheverybottom？
　　Chapter18
　　TheLotteryofDeathJanePorterhadbeenthefirstofthoseinthelifeboattoawakenthemorningafterthewreckoftheLADYALICE。
　　Theothermembersofthepartywereasleepuponthethwartsorhuddledincrampedpositionsinthebottomoftheboat。
　　Whenthegirlrealizedthattheyhadbecomeseparatedfromtheotherboatsshewasfilledwithalarm。Thesenseofutterlonelinessandhelplessnesswhichthevastexpanseofdesertedoceanarousedinherwassodepressingthat，fromthefirst，contemplationofthefutureheldnottheslightestrayofpromiseforher。Shewasconfidentthattheywerelost——lostbeyondpossibilityofsuccor。
　　PresentlyClaytonawoke。Itwasseveralminutesbeforehecouldgatherhissensessufficientlytorealizewherehewas，orrecallthedisasterofthepreviousnight。Finallyhisbewilderedeyesfelluponthegirl。
　　"Jane！"hecried。"ThankGodthatwearetogether！"
　　"Look，"saidthegirldully，indicatingthehorizonwithanapatheticgesture。"Weareallalone。"
　　Claytonscannedthewaterineverydirection。
　　"Wherecantheybe？"hecried。"Theycannothavegonedown，fortherehasbeennosea，andtheywereafloataftertheyachtsank——Isawthemall。"
　　Heawoketheothermembersoftheparty，andexplainedtheirplight。
　　"Itisjustaswellthattheboatsarescattered，sir，"saidoneofthesailors。"Theyareallprovisioned，sothattheydonotneedeachotheronthatscore，andshouldastormblowuptheycouldbeofnoservicetooneanothereveniftheyweretogether，butscatteredabouttheoceanthereisamuchbetterchancethatoneatleastwillbepickedup，andthenasearchwillbeatoncestartedfortheothers。
　　Werewetogethertherewouldbebutonechanceofrescue，wherenowtheremaybefour。"
　　Theysawthewisdomofhisphilosophy，andwerecheeredbyit，buttheirjoywasshort—lived，forwhenitwasdecidedthattheyshouldrowsteadilytowardtheeastandthecontinent，itwasdiscoveredthatthesailorswhohadbeenattheonlytwooarswithwhichtheboathadbeenprovidedhadfallenasleepattheirwork，andallowedbothtoslipintothesea，norweretheyinsightanywhereuponthewater。
　　Duringtheangrywordsandrecriminationswhichfollowedthesailorsnearlycametoblows，butClaytonsucceededinquietingthem;thoughamomentlaterMonsieurThuranalmostprecipitatedanotherrowbymakinganastyremarkaboutthestupidityofallEnglishmen，andespeciallyEnglishsailors。
　　"Come，come，mates，"spokeuponeofthemen，Tompkins，whohadtakennopartinthealtercation，"shootin’
　　offourbloomin’mugswon’tgetusnothin’。AsSpider’eresaidafore，we’llallbloodywellbepickedup，anyway，sez’e，sowot’stheuseo’squabblin’？Let’seat，sezI。"
　　"That’snotabadidea，"saidMonsieurThuran，andthen，turningtothethirdsailor，Wilson，hesaid:"Passoneofthosetinsaft，mygoodman。"
　　"Fetchityerself，"retortedWilsonsullenly。"Iain’ta—takin’
　　noordersfromno——furriner——youain’tcaptaino’thisshipyet。"
　　TheresultwasthatClaytonhimselfhadtogetthetin，andthenanotherangryaltercationensuedwhenoneofthesailorsaccusedClaytonandMonsieurThuranofconspiringtocontroltheprovisionssothattheycouldhavethelion’sshare。
　　"Someoneshouldtakecommandofthisboat，"spokeupJanePorter，thoroughlydisgustedwiththedisgracefulwranglingthathadmarkedtheveryopeningofaforcedcompanionshipthatmightlastformanydays。"ItisterribleenoughtobealoneinafrailboatontheAtlantic，withouthavingtheaddedmiseryanddangerofconstantbickeringandbrawlingamongthemembersofourparty。Youmenshouldelectaleader，andthenabidebyhisdecisionsinallmatters。Thereisgreaterneedforstrictdisciplineherethanthereisuponawell—orderedship。"
　　Shehadhopedbeforeshevoicedhersentimentsthatitwouldnotbenecessaryforhertoenterintothetransactionatall，forshebelievedthatClaytonwasamplyabletocopewitheveryemergency，butshehadtoadmitthatsofaratleasthehadshownnogreaterpromiseofsuccessfullyhandlingthesituationthananyoftheothers，thoughhehadatleastrefrainedfromaddinginanywaytotheunpleasantness，evengoingsofarastogiveupthetintothesailorswhentheyobjectedtoitsbeingopenedbyhim。
　　Thegirl’swordstemporarilyquietedthemen，andfinallyitwasdecidedthatthetwokegsofwaterandthefourtinsoffoodshouldbedividedintotwoparts，one—halfgoingforwardtothethreesailorstodowithastheysawbest，andthebalanceafttothethreepassengers。
　　Thuswasthelittlecompanydividedintotwocamps，andwhentheprovisionshadbeenapportionedeachimmediatelysettoworktoopenanddistributefoodandwater。Thesailorswerethefirsttogetoneofthetinsof"food"open，andtheircursesofrageanddisappointmentcausedClaytontoaskwhatthetroublemightbe。
　　"Trouble！"shriekedSpider。"Trouble！It’sworsethantrouble——it’sdeath！This———tinisfullofcoaloil！"
　　HastilynowClaytonandMonsieurThurantoreopenoneoftheirs，onlytolearnthehideoustruththatitalsocontained，notfood，butcoaloil。Oneafteranotherthefourtinsonboardwereopened。Andasthecontentsofeachbecameknownhowlsofangerannouncedthegrimtruth——therewasnotanounceoffoodupontheboat。
　　"Well，thankGawditwasn’tthewater，"criedThompkins。
　　"It’seasiertogetalongwithoutfoodthanitiswithoutwater。
　　Wecaneatourshoesifworsecomestoworst，butwecouldn’tdrink’em。"
　　AshespokeWilsonhadbeenboringaholeinoneofthewaterkegs，andasSpiderheldatincuphetiltedthekegtopouradraftofthepreciousfluid。Athinstreamofblackish，dryparticlesfilteredslowlythroughthetinyapertureintothebottomofthecup。WithagroanWilsondroppedthekeg，andsatstaringatthedrystuffinthecup，speechlesswithhorror。
　　"Thekegsarefilledwithgunpowder，"saidSpider，inalowtone，turningtothoseaft。Andsoitprovedwhenthelasthadbeenopened。
　　"Coaloilandgunpowder！"criedMonsieurThuran。
　　"SAPRISTI！Whatadietforshipwreckedmariners！"
　　Withthefullknowledgethattherewasneitherfoodnorwateronboard，thepangsofhungerandthirstbecameimmediatelyaggravated，andsoonthefirstdayoftheirtragicadventurerealsufferingcommencedingrimearnest，andthefullhorrorsofshipwreckwereuponthem。
　　Asthedayspassedconditionsbecamehorrible。Achingeyesscannedthehorizondayandnightuntiltheweakandwearywatcherswouldsinkexhaustedtothebottomoftheboat，andtherewrestindream—disturbedslumberamoment’srespitefromthehorrorsofthewakingreality。
　　Thesailors，goadedbytheremorselesspangsofhunger，hadeatentheirleatherbelts，theirshoes，thesweatbandsfromtheircaps，althoughbothClaytonandMonsieurThuranhaddonetheirbesttoconvincethemthatthesewouldonlyaddtothesufferingtheywereenduring。
　　Weakandhopeless，theentirepartylaybeneaththepitilesstropicsun，withparchedlipsandswollentongues，waitingforthedeaththeywerebeginningtocrave。Theintensesufferingofthefirstfewdayshadbecomedeadenedforthethreepassengerswhohadeatennothing，buttheagonyofthesailorswaspitiful，astheirweakandimpoverishedstomachsattemptedtocopewiththebitsofleatherwithwhichtheyhadfilledthem。Tompkinswasthefirsttosuccumb。JustaweekfromthedaytheLADYALICEwentdownthesailordiedhorriblyinfrightfulconvulsions。
　　Forhourshiscontortedandhideousfeatureslaygrinningbackatthoseinthesternofthelittleboat，untilJanePortercouldendurethesightnolonger。
　　"Canyounotdrophisbodyoverboard，William？"sheasked。
　　Claytonroseandstaggeredtowardthecorpse。Thetworemainingsailorseyedhimwithastrange，balefullightintheirsunkenorbs。FutilelytheEnglishmantriedtoliftthecorpseoverthesideoftheboat，buthisstrengthwasnotequaltothetask。
　　"Lendmeahandhere，please，"hesaidtoWilson，wholaynearesthim。
　　"Wotdoyouwanttothrow’imoverfor？"questionedthesailor，inaquerulousvoice。
　　"We’vegottobeforewe’retooweaktodoit，"repliedClayton。
　　"He’dbeawfulbytomorrow，afteradayunderthatbroilingsun。"
　　"Betterleavewellenoughalone，"grumbledWilson。
　　"Wemayneedhimbeforetomorrow。"
　　Slowlythemeaningoftheman’swordspercolatedintoClayton’sunderstanding。Atlastherealizedthefellow’sreasonforobjectingtothedisposalofthedeadman。
　　"God！"whisperedClayton，inahorrifiedtone。"Youdon’tmean——"
　　"W’ynot？"growledWilson。"Ain’twegottalive？He’sdead，"
　　headded，jerkinghisthumbinthedirectionofthecorpse。
　　"Hewon’tcare。"
　　"Comehere，Thuran，"saidClayton，turningtowardtheRussian。
　　"We’llhavesomethingworsethandeathaboardusifwedon’tgetridofthisbodybeforedark。"
　　Wilsonstaggeredupmenacinglytopreventthecontemplatedact，butwhenhiscomrade，Spider，tooksideswithClaytonandMonsieurThuranhegaveup，andsateyingthecorpsehungrilyasthethreemen，bycombiningtheirefforts，succeededinrollingitoverboard。
　　AllthebalanceofthedayWilsonsatglaringatClayton，inhiseyesthegleamofinsanity。Towardevening，asthesunwassinkingintothesea，hecommencedtochuckleandmumbletohimself，buthiseyesneverleftClayton。
　　AfteritbecamequitedarkClaytoncouldstillfeelthoseterribleeyesuponhim。Hedarednotsleep，andyetsoexhaustedwashethatitwasaconstantfighttoretainconsciousness。
　　Afterwhatseemedaneternityofsufferinghisheaddroppeduponathwart，andheslept。Howlonghewasunconscioushedidnotknow——hewasawakenedbyashufflingnoisequiteclosetohim。Themoonhadrisen，andasheopenedhisstartledeyeshesawWilsoncreepingstealthilytowardhim，hismouthopenandhisswollentonguehangingout。
　　TheslightnoisehadawakenedJanePorteratthesametime，andasshesawthehideoustableaushegaveashrillcryofalarm，andatthesameinstantthesailorlurchedforwardandfelluponClayton。Likeawildbeasthisteethsoughtthethroatofhisintendedprey，butClayton，weakthoughhewas，stillfoundsufficientstrengthtoholdthemaniac’smouthfromhim。
　　AtJanePorter’sscreamMonsieurThuranandSpiderawoke。
　　Onseeingthecauseofheralarm，bothmencrawledtoClayton’srescue，andbetweenthethreeofthemwereabletosubdueWilsonandhurlhimtothebottomoftheboat。
　　Forafewminuteshelaytherechatteringandlaughing，andthen，withanawfulscream，andbeforeanyofhiscompanionscouldprevent，hestaggeredtohisfeetandleapedoverboard。
　　Thereactionfromtheterrificstrainofexcitementlefttheweaksurvivorstremblingandprostrated。Spiderbrokedownandwept;JanePorterprayed;Claytonsworesoftlytohimself;
　　MonsieurThuransatwithhisheadinhishands，thinking。
　　TheresultofhiscogitationdevelopedthefollowingmorninginapropositionhemadetoSpiderandClayton。
　　"Gentlemen，"saidMonsieurThuran，"youseethefatethatawaitsusallunlesswearepickedupwithinadayortwo。
　　Thatthereislittlehopeofthatisevidencedbythefactthatduringallthedayswehavedriftedwehaveseennosail，northefaintestsmudgeofsmokeuponthehorizon。
　　"Theremightbeachanceifwehadfood，butwithoutfoodthereisnone。Thereremainsforus，then，butoneoftwoalternatives，andwemustchooseatonce。Eitherwemustalldietogetherwithinafewdays，oronemustbesacrificedthattheothersmaylive。Doyouquiteclearlygraspmymeaning？"
　　JanePorter，whohadoverheard，washorrified。Ifthepropositionhadcomefromthepoor，ignorantsailor，shemightpossiblyhavenotbeensosurprised;butthatitshouldcomefromonewhoposedasamanofcultureandrefinement，fromagentleman，shecouldscarcelycredit。
　　"Itisbetterthatwedietogether，then，"saidClayton。
　　"Thatisforthemajoritytodecide，"repliedMonsieurThuran。
　　"Asonlyoneofusthreewillbetheobjectofsacrifice，weshalldecide。MissPorterisnotinterested，sinceshewillbeinnodanger。"
　　"Howshallweknowwhoistobefirst？"askedSpider。
　　"Itmaybefairlyfixedbylot，"repliedMonsieurThuran。
　　"Ihaveanumberoffrancpiecesinmypocket。Wecanchooseacertaindatefromamongthem——theonetodrawthisdatefirstfrombeneathapieceofclothwillbethefirst。"
　　"Ishallhavenothingtodowithanysuchdiabolicalplan，"
　　mutteredClayton;"evenyetlandmaybesightedorashipappear——intime。"
　　"Youwilldoasthemajoritydecide，oryouwillbe`thefirst’withouttheformalityofdrawinglots，"saidMonsieurThuranthreateningly。"Come，letusvoteontheplan;I
　　foroneaminfavorofit。Howaboutyou，Spider？"
　　"AndI，"repliedthesailor。
　　"Itisthewillofthemajority，"announcedMonsieurThuran，"andnowletuslosenotimeindrawinglots。
　　Itisasfairforoneasforanother。Thatthreemaylive，oneofusmustdieperhapsafewhourssoonerthanotherwise。"
　　Thenhebeganhispreparationforthelotteryofdeath，whileJanePortersatwide—eyedandhorrifiedatthoughtofthethingthatshewasabouttowitness。MonsieurThuranspreadhiscoatuponthebottomoftheboat，andthenfromahandfulofmoneyheselectedsixfrancpieces。Theothertwomenbentcloseabovehimasheinspectedthem。FinallyhehandedthemalltoClayton。
　　"Lookatthemcarefully，"hesaid。"Theoldestdateiseighteen—seventy—five，andthereisonlyoneofthatyear。"
　　Claytonandthesailorinspectedeachcoin。Tothemthereseemednottheslightestdifferencethatcouldbedetectedotherthanthedates。Theywerequitesatisfied。HadtheyknownthatMonsieurThuran’spastexperienceasacardsharphadtrainedhissenseoftouchtosofineapointthathecouldalmostdifferentiatebetweencardsbythemerefeelofthem，theywouldscarcelyhavefeltthattheplanwassoentirelyfair。The1875piecewasahairthinnerthantheothercoins，butneitherClaytonnorSpidercouldhavedetecteditwithouttheaidofamicrometer。
　　"Inwhatordershallwedraw？"askedMonsieurThuran，knowingfrompastexperiencethatthemajorityofmenalwayspreferlastchanceinalotterywherethesingleprizeissomedistastefulthing——thereisalwaysthechanceandthehopethatanotherwilldrawitfirst。MonsieurThuran，forreasonsofhisown，preferredtodrawfirstifthedrawingshouldhappentorequireasecondadventurebeneaththecoat。
　　AndsowhenSpiderelectedtodrawlasthegraciouslyofferedtotakethefirstchancehimself。Hishandwasunderthecoatforbutamoment，yetthosequick，deftfingershadfeltofeachcoin，andfoundanddiscardedthefatalpiece。
　　Whenhebroughtforthhishanditcontainedan1888francpiece。
　　ThenClaytondrew。JanePorterleanedforwardwithatenseandhorrifiedexpressiononherfaceasthehandofthemanshewastomarrygropedaboutbeneaththecoat。Presentlyhewithdrewit，afrancpiecelyinginthepalm。Foraninstanthedarednotlook，butMonsieurThuran，whohadleanednearertoseethedate，exclaimedthathewassafe。
　　JanePortersankweakandtremblingagainstthesideoftheboat。Shefeltsickanddizzy。Andnow，ifSpidershouldnotdrawthe1875pieceshemustendurethewholehorridthingagain。
　　Thesailoralreadyhadhishandbeneaththecoat。Greatbeadsofsweatwerestandinguponhisbrow。Hetrembledasthoughwithafitofague。Aloudhecursedhimselfforhavingtakenthelastdraw，fornowhischancesforescapewerebutthreetoone，whereasMonsieurThuran’shadbeenfivetoone，andClayton’sfourtoone。
　　TheRussianwasverypatient，anddidnothurrytheman，forheknewthathehimselfwasquitesafewhetherthe1875
　　piececameoutthistimeornot。Whenthesailorwithdrewhishandandlookedatthepieceofmoneywithin，hedroppedfaintingtothebottomoftheboat。BothClaytonandMonsieurThuranhastenedweaklytoexaminethecoin，whichhadrolledfromtheman’shandandlaybesidehim。
　　Itwasnotdated1875。ThereactionfromthestateoffearhehadbeeninhadovercomeSpiderquiteaseffectuallyasthoughhehaddrawnthefatedpiece。
　　Butnowthewholeproceedingmustbegonethroughagain。
　　OncemoretheRussiandrewforthaharmlesscoin。JanePorterclosedhereyesasClaytonreachedbeneaththecoat。
　　Spiderbent，wide—eyed，towardthehandthatwastodecidehisfate，forwhateverluckwasClayton’sonthislastdraw，theoppositewouldbeSpider’s。
　　ThenWilliamCecilClayton，LordGreystoke，removedhishandfrombeneaththecoat，andwithacointightpressedwithinhispalmwherenonemightseeit，helookedatJanePorter。
　　Hedidnotdareopenhishand。
　　"Quick！"hissedSpider。"MyGawd，let’sseeit。"
　　Claytonopenedhisfingers。Spiderwasthefirsttoseethedate，andereanyknewwhathisintentionwasheraisedhimselftohisfeet，andlungedoverthesideoftheboat，todisappearforeverintothegreendepthsbeneath——thecoinhadnotbeenthe1875piece。
　　Thestrainhadexhaustedthosewhoremainedtosuchanextentthattheylayhalfunconsciousforthebalanceoftheday，norwasthesubjectreferredtoagainforseveraldays。
　　Horribledaysofincreasingweaknessandhopelessness。
　　AtlengthMonsieurThurancrawledtowhereClaytonlay。
　　"Wemustdrawoncemorebeforewearetooweakeventoeat，"
　　hewhispered。
　　Claytonwasinsuchastatethathewasscarcelymasterofhisownwill。JanePorterhadnotspokenforthreedays。
　　Heknewthatshewasdying。Horribleasthethoughtwas，hehopedthatthesacrificeofeitherThuranorhimselfmightbethemeansofgivingherrenewedstrength，andsoheimmediatelyagreedtotheRussian’sproposal。
　　Theydrewunderthesameplanasbefore，buttherecouldbebutoneresult——Claytondrewthe1875piece。
　　"Whenshallitbe？"heaskedThuran。
　　TheRussianhadalreadydrawnapocketknifefromhistrousers，andwasweaklyattemptingtoopenit。
　　"Now，"hemuttered，andhisgreedyeyesgloatedupontheEnglishman。
　　"Can’tyouwaituntildark？"askedClayton。"MissPortermustnotseethisthingdone。Weweretohavebeenmarried，youknow。"
　　AlookofdisappointmentcameoverMonsieurThuran’sface。
　　"Verywell，"herepliedhesitatingly。"Itwillnotbelonguntilnight。Ihavewaitedformanydays——Icanwaitafewhourslonger。"
　　"Thankyou，myfriend，"murmuredClayton。"NowIshallgotohersideandremainwithheruntilitistime。IwouldliketohaveanhourortwowithherbeforeIdie。"
　　WhenClaytonreachedthegirl’ssideshewasunconscious——heknewthatshewasdying，andhewasgladthatsheshouldnothavetoseeorknowtheawfultragedythatwasshortlytobeenacted。Hetookherhandandraisedittohiscrackedandswollenlips。Foralongtimehelaycaressingtheemaciated，clawlikethingthathadoncebeenthebeautiful，shapelywhitehandoftheyoungBaltimorebelle。
　　Itwasquitedarkbeforeheknewit，buthewasrecalledtohimselfbyavoiceoutofthenight。ItwastheRussiancallinghimtohisdoom。
　　"Iamcoming，MonsieurThuran，"hehastenedtoreply。
　　Thriceheattemptedtoturnhimselfuponhishandsandknees，thathemightcrawlbacktohisdeath，butinthefewhoursthathehadlaintherehehadbecometooweaktoreturntoThuran’sside。
　　"Youwillhavetocometome，monsieur，"hecalledweakly。
　　"Ihavenotsufficientstrengthtogainmyhandsandknees。"
　　"SAPRISTI！"mutteredMonsieurThuran。"Youareattemptingtocheatmeoutofmywinnings。"
　　Claytonheardthemanshufflingaboutinthebottomoftheboat。Finallytherewasadespairinggroan。"Icannotcrawl，"heheardtheRussianwail。"Itistoolate。Youhavetrickedme，youdirtyEnglishdog。"
　　"Ihavenottrickedyou，monsieur，"repliedClayton。
　　"Ihavedonemybesttorise，butIshalltryagain，andifyouwilltrypossiblyeachofuscancrawlhalfway，andthenyoushallhaveyour`winnings。’"
　　AgainClaytonexertedhisremainingstrengthtotheutmost，andheheardThuranapparentlydoingthesame。NearlyanhourlatertheEnglishmansucceededinraisinghimselftohishandsandknees，butatthefirstforwardmovementhepitcheduponhisface。
　　AmomentlaterheheardanexclamationofrelieffromMonsieurThuran。
　　"Iamcoming，"whisperedtheRussian。
　　AgainClaytonessayedtostaggerontomeethisfate，butoncemorehepitchedheadlongtotheboat’sbottom，nor，tryashewould，couldheagainrise。Hislasteffortcausedhimtorolloveronhisback，andtherehelaylookingupatthestars，whilebehindhim，comingevernearerandnearer，hecouldhearthelaboriousshuffling，andthestertorousbreathingoftheRussian。
　　Itseemedthathemusthavelainthusanhourwaitingforthethingtocrawloutofthedarkandendhismisery。Itwasquiteclosenow，buttherewerelongerandlongerpausesbetweenitseffortstoadvance，andeachforwardmovementseemedtothewaitingEnglishmantobealmostimperceptible。
　　FinallyheknewthatThuranwasquiteclosebesidehim。
　　Heheardacacklinglaugh，somethingtouchedhisface，andhelostconsciousness。
　　Chapter19
　　TheCityofGoldTheverynightthatTarzanoftheApesbecamechiefoftheWazirithewomanhelovedlaydyinginatinyboattwohundredmileswestofhimupontheAtlantic。
　　Ashedancedamonghisnakedfellowsavages，thefirelightgleamingagainsthisgreat，rollingmuscles，thepersonificationofphysicalperfectionandstrength，thewomanwholovedhimlaythinandemaciatedinthelastcomathatprecedesdeathbythirstandstarvation。
　　TheweekfollowingtheinductionofTarzanintothekingshipoftheWaziriwasoccupiedinescortingtheManyuemaoftheArabraiderstothenorthernboundaryofWaziriinaccordancewiththepromisewhichTarzanhadmadethem。
　　BeforeheleftthemheexactedapledgefromthemthattheywouldnotleadanyexpeditionsagainsttheWaziriinthefuture，norwasitadifficultpromisetoobtain。TheyhadhadsufficientexperiencewiththefightingtacticsofthenewWazirichiefnottohavetheslightestdesiretoaccompanyanotherpredatoryforcewithintheboundariesofhisdomain。
　　AlmostimmediatelyuponhisreturntothevillageTarzancommencedmakingpreparationsforleadinganexpeditioninsearchoftheruinedcityofgoldwhicholdWazirihaddescribedtohim。Heselectedfiftyofthesturdiestwarriorsofhistribe，choosingonlymenwhoseemedanxioustoaccompanyhimonthearduousmarch，andsharethedangersofanewandhostilecountry。