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Burroughs, Edgar Rice

"The Son Of Tarzan"

No thought of the difference in the stations of the girl and her boy entered her mind. To her Meriem was fit for a king. She only wanted to know that Jack loved the little Arab waif. The look in his eyes answered the question in her heart, and she threw her arms about them both and kissed them each a dozen times.


? ? ? ? "Now," she cried, "I shall really have a daughter!"


? ? ? ? It was several weary marches to the nearest mission; but they only waited at the farm a few days for rest and preparation for the great event before setting out upon the journey, and after the marriage ceremony had been performed they kept on to the coast to take passage for England. Those days were the most wonderful of Meriem's life. She had not dreamed even vaguely of the marvels that civilization held in store for her. The great ocean and the commodious steamship filled her with awe. The noise, and bustle and confusion of the English railway station frightened her.


? ? ? ? "If there was a good-sized tree at hand," she confided to Korak, "I know that I should run to the very top of it in terror of my life.


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