"Has she no voice but this, the chatter of birds?
Does she not know the human language ?" "She can speak," Felix replied, placing himself like a shield between Muriel and the astonished savage.

"She can speak the language of the people of our distant country--a beautiful language which is as far superior to the speech of the brown men of Polynesia as the sun in the heavens is superior to the light of a candlenut.

But she can't speak the wretched tongue of you Boupari cannibals.

I thank Heaven she can't, for it saves her from understanding the hateful things your people would say of her.

Now go! I have seen already enough of you.