? ? ? ? "Yes," said D'Arnot, "I read English. I speak it also. Now we may talk. First let me thank you for all that you have done for me."
? ? ? ? The man only shook his head and pointed to the pencil and the bark.
? ? ? ? "MON DIEU!" cried D'Arnot. "If you are English why is it then that you cannot speak English?"
? ? ? ? And then in a flash it came to him--the man was a mute, possibly a deaf mute.
? ? ? ? So D'Arnot wrote a message on the bark, in English.
I am Paul d'Arnot, Lieutenant in the navy of France. I thank you for what you have done for me. You have saved my life, and all that I have is yours. May I ask how it is that one who writes English does not speak it?
? ? ? ? Tarzan's reply filled D'Arnot with still greater wonder:
I speak only the language of my tribe--the great apes who were Kerchak's; and a little of the languages of Tantor, the elephant, and Numa, the lion, and of the other folks of the jungle I understand.
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