? ? ? ? Tarzan had gauged the measure of the man's culture from the nature and quality of his conversation during the march, and he rested the success of his reply upon the estimate he had made.
? ? ? ? "Greek," he explained.
? ? ? ? "Oh, I thought it was Greek," replied the officer; "but it has been so many years since I studied it that I was not sure. In future, however, I will thank you to speak in a language which I am more familiar with."
? ? ? ? Werper turned his head to hide a grin, whispering to Tarzan: "It was Greek to him all right--and to me, too."
? ? ? ? But one of the black soldiers mumbled in a low voice to a companion: "I have heard those sounds before--once at night when I was lost in the jungle, I heard the hairy men of the trees talking among themselves, and their words were like the words of this white man. I wish that we had not found him. He is not a man at all--he is a bad spirit, and we shall have bad luck if we do not let him go," and the fellow rolled his eyes fearfully toward the jungle.
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