Their hearts are black.

How could we two interfere?
These gods are so quick! They had picked and eaten them before we ever saw them." One of the men raised his hand with a threatening air--but against the Shadow, not against the sacred person of Felix.

"He will be ill," he said, angrily, pointing toward the white man; "and she will, too.

Their hearts are indeed black.

They have sown the seed of the wind.