A tiny figure crept out of the big building and hurried down the vale along the fields.

When she reached the grove where we met Okoya and his little brother for the first time, she crouched beneath a tree, covered her head, and sobbed aloud.

It was a dire task for Say Koitza, this errand out of which harm might arise to the whole cluster to which her husband belonged.

If the charm which she clutched with trembling fingers should work against him, then he was the guilty party.

So Shotaye had insinuated, and the word had stung her like the bite of a serpent.