To you," he continued, turning to Rokoff, "and this includes your accomplice, I may say that from now on to the end of the voyage I shall take it upon myself to keep an eye on you, and should there chance to come to my notice any act of either one of you that might even remotely annoy this young woman you shall be called to account for it directly to me, nor shall the calling or the accounting be pleasant experiences for either of you.
"Now get out of here," and he grabbed Rokoff and Paulvitch each by the scruff of the neck and thrust them forcibly through the doorway, giving each an added impetus down the corridor with the toe of his boot.Then he turned back to the stateroom and the girl.She was looking at him in wide-eyed astonishment.
"And you, madame, will confer a great favor upon me if you will but let me know if either of those rascals troubles you further.""Ah, monsieur," she answered, "I hope that you will not suffer for the kind deed you attempted.You have made a very wicked and resourceful enemy, who will stop at nothing to satisfy his hatred.You must be very careful indeed, Monsieur--""Pardon me, madame, my name is Tarzan."
"Monsieur Tarzan.And because I would not consent to notify the officers, do not think that I am not sincerely grateful to you for the brave and chivalrous protection you rendered me.Good night, Monsieur Tarzan.I shall never forget the debt I owe you," and, with a most winsome smile that displayed a row of perfect teeth, the girl curtsied to Tarzan, who bade her good night and made his way on deck.
It puzzled the man considerably that there should be two on board--this girl and Count de Coude--who suffered indignities at the hands of Rokoff and his companion, and yet would not permit the offenders to be brought to justice.
Before he turned in that night his thoughts reverted many times to the beautiful young woman into the evidently tangled web of whose life fate had so strangely introduced him.
It occurred to him that he had not learned her name.
That she was married had been evidenced by the narrow gold band that encircled the third finger of her left hand.
Involuntarily he wondered who the lucky man might be.
Tarzan saw nothing further of any of the actors in the little drama that he had caught a fleeting glimpse of until late in the afternoon of the last day of the voyage.Then he came suddenly face to face with the young woman as the two approached their deck chairs from opposite directions.
She greeted him with a pleasant smile, speaking almost immediately of the affair he had witnessed in her cabin two nights before.It was as though she had been perturbed by a conviction that he might have construed her acquaintance with such men as Rokoff and Paulvitch as a personal reflection upon herself.
"I trust monsieur has not judged me," she said, "by the unfortunate occurrence of Tuesday evening.I have suffered much on account of it--this is the first time that Ihave ventured from my cabin since; I have been ashamed,"she concluded simply.
"One does not judge the gazelle by the lions that attack it," replied Tarzan."I had seen those two work before--in the smoking-room the day prior to their attack on you, if Irecollect it correctly, and so, knowing their methods, I am convinced that their enmity is a sufficient guarantee of the integrity of its object.Men such as they must cleave only to the vile, hating all that is noblest and best.""It is very kind of you to put it that way," she replied, smiling."I have already heard of the matter of the card game.My husband told me the entire story.He spoke especially of the strength and bravery of Monsieur Tarzan, to whom he feels that he owes an immense debt of gratitude.""Your husband?" repeated Tarzan questioningly.
"Yes.I am the Countess de Coude."
"I am already amply repaid, madame, in knowing that Ihave rendered a service to the wife of the Count de Coude.""Alas, monsieur, I already am so greatly indebted to you that I may never hope to settle my own account, so pray do not add further to my obligations," and she smiled so sweetly upon him that Tarzan felt that a man might easily attempt much greater things than he had accomplished, solely for the pleasure of receiving the benediction of that smile.
He did not see her again that day, and in the rush of landing on the following morning he missed her entirely, but there had been something in the expression of her eyes as they parted on deck the previous day that haunted him.
It had been almost wistful as they had spoken of the strangeness of the swift friendships of an ocean crossing, and of the equal ease with which they are broken forever.
Tarzan wondered if he should ever see her again.