and　to　be　quits　with　them　I　will　aid　you　to　recover　him
  on　condition　that　you　will　not　prosecute　me　for　my　part　in
  the　crime。　　What　do　you　say？〃
  〃If　you　lead　me　to　where　my　son　is　hidden；〃　replied　the
  ape…man；　〃you　need　fear　nothing　from　me。〃
  〃Good；〃　replied　the　other。　　〃But　you　must　come　alone　to　meet　me；
  for　it　is　enough　that　I　must　trust　you。　　I　cannot　take　the
  chance　of　permitting　others　to　learn　my　identity。〃
  〃Where　and　when　may　I　meet　you？〃　asked　Tarzan。
  The　other　gave　the　name　and　location　of　a　public…house
  on　the　water…front　at　Dovera　place　frequented　by　sailors。
  〃Come；〃　he　concluded；　〃about　ten　o'clock　tonight。　　It　would
  do　no　good　to　arrive　earlier。　　Your　son　will　be　safe　enough
  in　the　meantime；　and　I　can　then　lead　you　secretly　to　where
  he　is　hidden。　　But　be　sure　to　come　alone；　and　under　no
  circumstances　notify　Scotland　Yard；　for　I　know　you　well　and
  shall　be　watching　for　you。
  〃Should　any　other　accompany　you；　or　should　I　see　suspicious
  characters　who　might　be　agents　of　the　police；　I　shall　not　meet　you；
  and　your　last　chance　of　recovering　your　son　will　be　gone。〃
  Without　more　words　the　man　rang　off。
  Tarzan　repeated　the　gist　of　the　conversation　to　his　wife。
  She　begged　to　be　allowed　to　accompany　him；　but　he　insisted
  that　it　might　result　in　the　man's　carrying　out　his　threat　of
  refusing　to　aid　them　if　Tarzan　did　not　come　alone；　and　so
  they　parted；　he　to　hasten　to　Dover；　and　she；　ostensibly　to　wait
  at　home　until　he　should　notify　her　of　the　outcome　of　his　mission。
  Little　did　either　dream　of　what　both　were　destined　to　pass
  through　before　they　should　meet　again；　or　the　far…distant
  but　why　anticipate？
  For　ten　minutes　after　the　ape…man　had　left　her　Jane　Clayton　walked
  restlessly　back　and　forth　across　the　silken　rugs　of　the　library。
  Her　mother　heart　ached；　bereft　of　its　firstborn。　　Her　mind　was
  in　an　anguish　of　hopes　and　fears。
  Though　her　judgment　told　her　that　all　would　be　well　were
  her　Tarzan　to　go　alone　in　accordance　with　the　mysterious
  stranger's　summons；　her　intuition　would　not　permit　her　to
  lay　aside　suspicion　of　the　gravest　dangers　to　both　her　husband
  and　her　son。
  The　more　she　thought　of　the　matter；　the　more　convinced
  she　became　that　the　recent　telephone　message　might　be　but
  a　ruse　to　keep　them　inactive　until　the　boy　was　safely　hidden
  away　or　spirited　out　of　England。　　Or　it　might　be　that　it　had
  been　simply　a　bait　to　lure　Tarzan　into　the　hands　of　the
  implacable　Rokoff。
  With　the　lodgment　of　this　thought　she　stopped　in　wide…
  eyed　terror。　　Instantly　it　became　a　conviction。　　She　glanced　at
  the　great　clock　ticking　the　minutes　in　the　corner　of　the　library。
  It　was　too　late　to　catch　the　Dover　train　that　Tarzan　was　to　take。
  There　was　another；　later；　however；　that　would　bring　her　to
  the　Channel　port　in　time　to　reach　the　address　the　stranger
  had　given　her　husband　before　the　appointed　hour。
  Summoning　her　maid　and　chauffeur；　she　issued　instructions　rapidly。
  Ten　minutes　later　she　was　being　whisked　through　the　crowded
  streets　toward　the　railway　station。
  It　was　nine…forty…five　that　night　that　Tarzan　entered　the
  squalid　〃pub〃　on　the　water…front　in　Dover。　　As　he　passed
  into　the　evil…smelling　room　a　muffled　figure　brushed　past　him
  toward　the　street。
  〃Come；　my　lord！〃　whispered　the　stranger。
  The　ape…man　wheeled　about　and　followed　the　other　into　the
  ill…lit　alley；　which　custom　had　dignified　with　the　title
  of　thoroughfare。　　Once　outside；　the　fellow　led　the　way　into　the
  darkness；　nearer　a　wharf；　where　high…piled　bales；　boxes；　and
  casks　cast　dense　shadows。　　Here　he　halted。
  〃Where　is　the　boy？〃　asked　Greystoke。
  〃On　that　small　steamer　whose　lights　you　can　just　see　yonder；〃
  replied　the　other。
  In　the　gloom　Tarzan　was　trying　to　peer　into　the　features　of
  his　companion；　but　he　did　not　recognize　the　man　as　one
  whom　he　had　ever　before　seen。　　Had　he　guessed　that　his　guide
  was　Alexis　Paulvitch　he　would　have　realized　that　naught　but
  treachery　lay　in　the　man's　heart；　and　that　danger　lurked　in
  the　path　of　every　move。
  〃He　is　unguarded　now；〃　continued　the　Russian。　　〃Those　who
  took　him　feel　perfectly　safe　from　detection；　and　with
  the　exception　of　a　couple　of　members　of　the　crew；　whom　I
  have　furnished　with　enough　gin　to　silence　them　effectually
  for　hours；　there　is　none　aboard　the　Kincaid。　　We　can　go
  aboard；　get　the　child；　and　return　without　the　slightest　fear。〃
  Tarzan　nodded。
  〃Let's　be　about　it；　then；〃　he　said。
  His　guide　led　him　to　a　small　boat　moored　alongside　the　wharf。
  The　two　men　entered；　and　Paulvitch　pulled　rapidly　toward
  the　steamer。　　The　black　smoke　issuing　from　her　funnel　did
  not　at　the　time　make　any　suggestion　to　Tarzan's　mind。　　All　his
  thoughts　were　occupied　with　the　hope　that　in　a　few　moments
  he　would　again　have　his　little　son　in　his　arms。
  At　the　steamer's　side　they　found　a　monkey…ladder　dangling
  close　above　them；　and　up　this　the　two　men　crept　stealthily。
  Once　on　deck　they　hastened　aft　to　where　the　Russian　pointed
  to　a　hatch。
  〃The　boy　is　hidden　there；〃　he　said。　　〃You　had　better　go
  down　after　him；　as　there　is　less　chance　that　he　will　cry　in
  fright　than　should　he　find　himself　in　the　arms　of　a　stranger。
  I　will　stand　on　guard　here。〃
  So　anxious　was　Tarzan　to　rescue　the　child　that　he　gave　not
  the　slightest　thought　to　the　strangeness　of　all　the　conditions
  surrounding　the　Kincaid。　　That　her　deck　was　deserted；　though
  she　had　steam　up；　and　from　the　volume　of　smoke　pouring
  from　her　funnel　was　all　ready　to　get　under　way　made　no
  impression　upon　him。
  With　the　thought　that　in　another　instant　he　would　fold　that
  precious　little　bundle　of　humanity　in　his　arms；　the　ape…man
  swung　down　into　the　darkness　below。　　Scarcely　had　he　released
  his　hold　upon　the　edge　of　the　hatch　than　the　heavy
  covering　fell　clattering　above　him。
  Instantly　he　knew　that　he　was　the　victim　of　a　plot；　and　that
  far　from　rescuing　his　son　he　had　himself　fallen　into　the　hands
  of　his　enemies。　　Though　he　immediately　endeavoured　to　reach
  the　hatch　and　lift　the　cover；　he　was　unable　to　do　so。
  Striking　a　match；　he　explored　his　surroundings；　finding
  that　a　little　compartment　had　been　partitioned　off　from　the
  main　hold；　with　the　hatch　above　his　head　the　only　means　of
  ingress　or　egress。　　It　was　evident　that　the　room　had　been
  prepared　for　the　very　purpose　of　serving　as　a　cell　for　himself。
  There　was　nothing　in　the　compartment；　and　no　other　occupant。
  If　the　child　was　on　board　the　Kincaid　he　was　confined　elsewhere。
  For　over　twenty　years；　from　infancy　to　manhood；　the　ape…man
  had　roamed　his　savage　jungle　haunts　without　human　companionship
  of　any　nature。　　He　had　learned　at　the　most　impressionable　period
  of　his　life　to　take　his　pleasures　and　his　sorrows　as　the　beasts
  take　theirs。
  So　it　was　that　he　neither　raved　nor　stormed　against　fate；
  but　instead　waited　patiently　for　what　might　next　befall　him；
  though　not　by　any　means　without　an　eye　to　doing　the　utmost　to
  succour　himself。　　To　this　end　he　examined　his　prison　carefully；
  tested　the　heavy　planking　that　formed　its　walls；　and　measured
  the　distance　of　the　hatch　above　him。
  And　while　he　was　thus　occupied　there　came　suddenly　to　him
  the　vibration　of　machinery　and　the　throbbing　of　the　propeller。
  The　ship　was　moving！　　Where　to　and　to　what　fate　was　it　carrying　him？
  And　even　as　these　thoughts　passed　through　his　mind　there
  came　to　his　ears　above　the　din　of　the　engines　that　which
  caused　him　to　go　cold　with　apprehension。
  Clear　and　shrill　from　the　deck　above　him　rang　the　scream
  of　a　frightened　woman。
  Chapter　2
  Marooned
  As　Tarzan　and　his　guide　had　disappeared　into　the　shadows
  upon　the　dark　wharf　the　figure　of　a　heavily　veiled　woman
  had　hurried　down　the　narrow　alley　to　the　entrance　of　the
  drinking…place　the　two　men　had　just　quitted。
  Here　she　paused　and　looked　about；　and　then　as　though
  satisfied　that　she　had　at　last　reached　the　place　she　sought；
  she　pushed　bravely　into　the　interior　of　the　vile　den。
  A　score　of　half…drunken　sailors　and　wharf…rats　looked　up　at
  the　unaccustomed　sight　of　a　richly　gowned　woman　in　their　midst。
  Rapidly　she　approached　the　slovenly　barmaid　who　stared　half
  in　envy；　half　in　hate；　at　her　more　fortunate　sister。
  〃Have　you　seen　a　tall；　well…dressed　man　here；　but　a　minute
  since；〃　she　asked；　〃who　met　another　and　went　away　with　him？〃
  The　girl　answered　in　the　affirmative；　but　could　not　tell
  which　way　the　two　had　gone。　　A　sailor　who　had　approached
  to　listen　to　the　conversation　vouchsafed　the　information　that
  a　moment　before　as　he　had　been　about　to　enter　the　〃pub〃
  he　had　seen　two　men　leaving　it　who　walked　toward　the　wharf。
  〃Show　me　the　direction　they　went；〃　cried　the　woman；
  slipping　a　coin　into　the　man's　hand。
  The　fellow　led　her　from　the　place；　and　together　they　walked
  quickly　toward　the　wharf　and　along