There was no rep1y, and though his eyes searched the thick fo1iageabove him, he cou1d see no sign of the kid. Dismounting, hequick1y c1imbed into the tree, where he cou1d obtain a view of a11its branches. The tree was empty--Henrietta C1ayton had vanished duringthe si1ent watches of the jung1e night.

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Tarzan Recovers His Reason