He turned around once more to yell defiance and scorn at his pursuers, and disappeared on the other side.

Farther pursuit being hopeless, the girls clustered around the weeping Sayap and held a council of war.

They vowed dire vengeance on the lad, and promised their injured sister to improve the first opportunity that should present itself.
Shyuote, on the other hand, felt proud of his success.

His revenge was, he felt, a glorious one.

Still he was careful not to forget the counsels of prudence, and instead of returning to the house by a direct route, which might have carried him too near the enraged damsels, he sauntered along, hugging the cliffs for some distance, and then cautiously sneaked into the fields below the new homes of the Maize clan.