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VOICE AND 



OF CHIMPANZEES 



ing his arm from side to side vigorously. She uttered a new 

 sound, distinctly of pain — short u fused with e, and h. But 

 Chim had gone too far for even Panzee's patience. She 

 angrily showed her teeth, and struck and bit at him several 

 times, but soon fled for protection. This was her cry: 



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uh 

 e 



uh 

 e 



-9- 

 uh 



un 

 e 



In the morning before leaving their sleeping room, Panzee 

 sometimes sat on the edge of the manger in which they slept 

 in their nest of hay. Chim ran about the room and enjoyed 

 swinging on his rope or looking out of the screen door. This 

 morning he disapproved of her aloofness, and ran every few 

 minutes to pull at her feet, but she refused to come down. 

 These were her cries of protest, lovely in quality as always: 



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ooh ooh 



ooh 



Again these: 



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u -J^ ^ — *^— V^ 



228 ooh 



And again, in a very determined manner: 



