Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction; Tarzan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
Immediately they saw him, they rose and clustered about him, the girls
pushing the boys aside and coming boldly close, and Tarzan spoke to
them, first in one native dialect and then in another, but they seemed
not to understand, for they made no reply, and then, as a last resort,
he addressed them in the primitive language of the great apes, the
language of Manu the monkey, the first language that Tarzan had learned
when, as a babe, he suckled at the hairy breast of Kala, the she-ape,
and listened to the gutturals of the savage members of the tribe of
Kerchak; but again his auditors made no response--at least no audible
response, though they moved their hands and shoulders and bodies, and
jerked their heads in what the ape-man soon recognized as a species of
sign language, nor did they utter any vocal sounds that might indicate
that they were communicating with one another through the medium of a
spoken language. Presently they again lost interest in the newcomer
and resumed their indolent lounging about the walls of the courtyard
while Tarzan paced to and fro its length, his keen eye searching for
whatever avenue of escape chance might provide, and he saw it in the
height of the walls, to the top of which a long, running jump would
take his outstretched fingers, he was sure; but not yet--he must wait
for darkness to shield his attempt from those within the enclosure and
those without. And as darkness approached the actions of the other
occupants of the courtyard became noticeably altered; they walked back
and forth, constantly passing and repassing the entrance to the shelter
at the end of the courtyard, and occasionally entering the first room
and often passing to the second room where they listened for a moment
before the great slab that closed the outer aperture; then back into
the courtyard again and back and forth in restless movement. Finally
one stamped a foot upon the ground and this was taken up by the others
until, in regular cadence, the thud, thud, thud of their naked feet
must have been audible for some distance beyond the confines of their
narrow prison yard.
Whatever this procedure might have been intended to accomplish,
nothing, apparently, resulted, and presently one of the girls, her
sullen face snarling in anger, seized her bludgeon more firmly in
her two hands and stepping close to one of the walls began to pound
violently upon one of its huge stone slabs. Instantly the other girls
followed her example, while the young males continued beating time with
their heels.
For a while Tarzan was puzzled for an explanation of their behavior,
but it was his own stomach that at last suggested an answer--the
creatures were hungry and were attempting to attract the attention of
their jailers; and their method of doing so suggested something else,
as well, something of which his past brief experience with them had
already partially convinced him--the creatures were without speech,
even totally unvocal, perhaps.
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