[The Coral Island by R. M. Ballantyne]@TWC D-Link bookThe Coral Island CHAPTER XX 4/11
Bah! might as well speak to the cat as to you--better, in fact, for it understands me, and you don't." This remark was called forth by the sight of one of the elderly females, who had seated herself on the rock in front of the bower, and, having placed her child at her feet, was busily engaged in devouring the remains of a roast pig. By this time the natives outside were all astir, and breakfast in an advanced state of preparation.
During the course of it we made sundry attempts to converse with the natives by signs, but without effect.
At last we hit upon a plan of discovering their names.
Jack pointed to his breast and add "Jack," very distinctly; then he pointed to Peterkin and to me, repeating our names at the same time.
Then he pointed to himself again, and said "Jack," and laying his finger on the breast of the chief, looked inquiringly into his face.
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