You see, I didn't go to New Guinea in search of a barndoor fowl.

I don't want domestic happiness, I don't want anything but you--you are my meteor-bird.

I found, after my first visit to New Guinea, that it was impossible for me to rest until I had found the meteor-bird.

I have found that it is impossible for me to live without you, my beloved." "You will have to learn to live without me," said she, laying her hand upon his.

They had now reached her house, so that no immediate reply was possible.