As often as he turned his face toward her she sought to decipher his real features, which the war-paint rendered utterly unrecognizable.
At last the sandal was fastened again, and the Tehua stood erect.

He waved his hand to the west and north, repeated the words, "Cayamo, cuinda," and placed a finger on his lips.

She nodded, raised eight fingers, softly uttered "raua, raua, Shotaye," and pointed to the north also.

Thereupon he moved away stealthily; but before disappearing in the timber, he turned around once more and waved his hand northward.

The woman replied with affirmative nods, and after his form had disappeared she also turned to go.