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repeatedly clapping her hands, as is the customary 
mode of complimentary salutation in the country, she 
uttered the words Cd-que-tu Cd-que-tu, and added : “ The 
white man does not scorn you ; but if he does not wish 
you to sleep here it is because I am the only one who 
does so, the white man is mine. My hut is alongside 
this one, and you are quite welcome to sleep there.” 
The daughters of Sova Cau-eu-hue at once rose and 
left with Mariana, to whom I felt myself very greatly 
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indebted for getting me out of my dilemma ; but a few 
moments after, Opudo came back and whispered fiercely 
in my ear, “ To-night we sleep elsewhere, but my sister 
does not mean to let you off.” 
I must confess it, this young woman inspired me with 
more fear than the wildest of wild cats could occasion. 
I lay down on my couch, reflecting upon my extra¬ 
ordinary adventure, and beginning to credit, with more 
sincerity than I had hitherto done, the story of a certain 
Joseph who left his garment behind him in Egypt. 
Next day the chiefs daughters came in the usual way 
