GOOD-BYE TO DINAWA 
that was that a native feast was pending at Kea-ka- 
mana, and we had feared that Gaberio might be 
tempted to waste his time there in savage orgies. 
According to the latest intelligence, Gaberio would 
still be absent four or five days, and as he was in 
such a fine collecting country we hoped he would 
stay out to the end of his tether. Gaberio, however, 
did not fulfil our expectations in this respect, for 
the next day, shortly after noon, we heard that he 
was not at the Kebea at all, but that he was approach- 
ing the village on the ridge opposite, about 500 or 600 
feet above Dinawa. ‘Three hours later the intelligence 
department led. It announced that Gaberio was at 
hand, the fiction being invented, no doubt, out of the 
savage’s fondness for creating a little pleasurable ex- 
pectation. Unconsciously, however, Gaberio himself 
disproved the story, for we heard his gun far away on 
the heights, and we were able to locate him. Before 
nightfall we knew that he was really at the village 
first mentioned, for we could clearly distinguish his 
tent. 
The next morning, September 21, both Harry and I 
slept late, for we had had an extremely heavy day. 
While we were still in bed we heard a shot from 
Gaberio, whom we welcomed back about eleven 
o'clock. He brought a really good collection, which 
included three blue birds of paradise and four long- 
tails. Gaberio’s news, however, was not all good, for 
he had to report that one of his boys had been mur- 
dered. Whether the chief of Baw-boi had a hand in 
it, or whether there was a private reason for the crime, 
I cannot say. It was not on the Baw-boi side of the 
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