About his middle was a snake-skin, and round his neck an ornament that appeared to be made of human teeth.
On his right side lay a pile of feathers from the wings of vultures, and on his left a little heap of silver money--I suppose the fees paid by the hunters for whom he was divining.
After we had watched him for some while from our shelter behind the wall he appeared to wake out of his sleep.

First he muttered; then he looked up to the moon and seemed to say a prayer of which I could not catch the words.

Next he shuddered three times convulsively and exclaimed in a clear voice: "My Snake has come.

It is within me.

Now I can hear, now I can see." Three of the little fires, those immediately in front of him, were larger than the others.