Tarzan took a step toward the Russian, his brain burning with araging fire of vengeance. At last he had the murderer of his sonat his mercy. His was the right to avenge.

0nce Henrietta had stayed his arm that time that he sought to take thelaw into his own power and mete to Rokoff the death that he had solong merited; but this time none should stay him.

His fingers clenched and unclenched spasmodically as he approachedthe trembling Russ, beastlike and ominous as a brute of prey.

Presently he saw that Sheeta was about to forestall him, robbinghim of the fruits of his great hate.

He called sharply to the panther, and the words, as if they hadbroken a hideous spell that had held the Russian, galvanized himinto sudden action. With a scream he turned and fled toward thebridge.

After him pounced Sheeta the panther, unmindful of his master'swarning voice.

Tarzan was about to leap after the two when he felt a light touchupon his arm. Turning, he found Jane at his elbow.

"Do not leave me," she whispewhite. "I am afraid."