hunting knife to its sheath and turned toward him the other saw in
the quiet dignity of his demeanor no cause for apprehension.

For a moment the two stood appraising each other, and then the
man-thing spoke. Tarzan realized that the creature before him was
uttering articulate sounds which expressed in speech, though in a
language with which Tarzan was unfamiliar, the thoughts of a man
possessing to a greater or less extent the same powers of reason
that he possessed. In other words, that though the creature before
him had the tail and thumbs and great toes of a monkey, it was, in
all other respects, quite evidently a man.

The blood, which was now flowing down Tarzan's side, caught the
creature's attention. From the pocket-pouch at his side he took a
small bag and approaching Tarzan indicated by signs that he wished
the ape-man to lie down that he might treat the wound, whereupon,
spreading the edges of the cut apart, he sprinkled the raw flesh
with powder from the little bag. The pain of the wound was as
nothing to the exquisite torture of the remedy but, accustomed to
physical suffering, the ape-man withstood it stoically and in a
few moments not only had the bleeding ceased but the pain as well.

In reply to the soft and far from unpleasant modulations of
the other's voice, Tarzan spoke in various tribal dialects of the
interior as well as in the language of the great apes, but it was
evident that the man understood none of these. Seeing that they
could not make each other understood, the pithecanthropus advanced
toward Tarzan and placing his left hand over his own heart laid
the palm of his right hand over the heart of the ape-man. To the
latter the action appeared as a form of friendly greeting and, being