Loud cries of "Taboo! Taboo!" mixed with inarticulate screams, burst on every side from the assembled natives.

In the twinkling of an eye they were surrounded by an angry, threatening throng, who didn't dare to draw near, but, standing a yard or two off, drew stone knives freely and shook their fists, scowling, in the strangers' faces.

The change was appalling in its electric suddenness.
Muriel drew back horrified, in an agony of alarm.

"Oh, what have I done!" she cried, piteously, clinging to Felix for support.

"Why on earth are they angry with us ?" "I don't know," Felix answered, taken aback himself.