up to the death of Jane, and when he was done Tarzan of the Apes spoke but three words, voicing a question which was typical of him.
"Where is Luvini?" he asked.
"Ah, that we do not know," replied Usula.
"But I shall know," said Tarzan of the Apes. "Go upon your way, my children, back to your huts, and your women and your children, and when next you see Tarzan of the Apes you will know that Luvini is dead."
They begged permission to accompany him, but he would not listen to them.
"You are needed at home at this time of year," he said. "Already have you been gone too long from the herds and fields. Return, then, and carry word to Korak, but tell him that it is my wish that he, too, remains at home—if I fail, then may he come and take up my unfinished work if he wishes to do so." As he ceased speaking he turned back in the direction from which he had come, and whistled once a single, low, long-drawn note, and a moment later Jad-bal-ja, the golden lion, bounded into view along the jungle trail.
"The golden lion!" cried Usula. "When he escaped from Keewazi it was to search for his beloved Bwana."
Tarzan nodded. "He followed many marches to a strange country until he found me," he said, and then he bid the Waziri good-bye and bent his steps once more away from home in search of Luvini and revenge.
