Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян

           Atlengthhefellintoaquietslumber,nordidheawakeagainuntilafternoon.

           Oncemoreheexperiencedthestrangesenseofutterbewildermentthathadmarkedhisearlierawakening,butsoonherecalledtherecentpast,andlookingthroughtheopeningathisfeethesawthefigureofamansquattingonhishaunches.

           Thebroad,muscularbackwasturnedtowardhim,but,tannedthoughitwas,D’Arnotsawthatitwasthebackofawhiteman,andhethankedGod.

           TheFrenchmancalledfaintly.Themanturned,andrising,cametowardtheshelter.Hisfacewasveryhandsome—thehandsomest,thoughtD’Arnot,thathehadeverseen.

           Stooping,hecrawledintotheshelterbesidethewoundedofficer,andplacedacoolhanduponhisforehead.

           D’ArnotspoketohiminFrench,butthemanonlyshookhishead—sadly,itseemedtotheFrenchman.

           ThenD’ArnottriedEnglish,butstillthemanshookhishead.Italian,SpanishandGermanbroughtsimilardiscouragement.

           D’ArnotknewafewwordsofNorwegian,Russian,Greek,andalsohadasmatteringofthelanguageofoneoftheWestCoastnegrotribes—themandeniedthemall.

           AfterexaminingD’Arnot’swoundsthemanlefttheshelteranddisappeared.Inhalfanhourhewasbackwithfruitandahollowgourd-likevegetablefilledwithwater.

           D’Arnotdrankandatealittle.Hewassurprisedthathehadnofever.