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Kamal came, bringing Kunda Nandini with her. The Boisnavi sang "I would die for this blooming thorn, I will steal its honied sweets, I go to seek where it doth bloom, This fresh young bud." Kamal Mani frowned, and said: "Boisnavi Didi, may ashes be thrown on your face! Can you not sing something else?" Haridasi asked, "Why?" Kamal, more angrily, said: "Why?
Didi is the name of a village whose headsman, Chombokëa, is said to be a doctor; all the headmen pretend or are really doctors; however one, Fundindomba, came after me for medicine for himself. 14th April, 1866. To-day we succeeded in reaching the Rovuma, where some very red cliffs appear on the opposite heights, and close by where it is marked on the map that the Pioneer turned back in 1861.
If I shot at the bird, the daughter of the Didi would catch the dart in her hand and throw it back and hit me here," touching his breast just over his heart. I laughed again, saying to myself, with some amusement, that Kua-ko was not such a bad companion after all that he was not without imagination.
It was a delicate, shapely little hand, soft as velvet, and warm a real human hand; only now when I held it did she seem altogether like a human being and not a mocking spirit of the wood, a daughter of the Didi. "Do you like me to hold your hand, Rima?" "Yes," she replied, with indifference. "Is it I?" "Yes."
Then they set fire to it on all sides, laughing and shouting: 'Burn, burn, daughter of the Didi! At length all the lower branches of the big tree were on fire, and the trunk was on fire, but above it was still green, and we could see nothing.
Bitterest of all was the thought that I must now bid everlasting farewell to this beautiful being I had found in the solitude this lustrous daughter of the Didi just when I had won her from her shyness that I must go away into the cursed blackness of death and never know the mystery of her life!
After I had been here a certain time I went over there to the forest. You wished me not to go, because of an evil thing, a daughter of the Didi, that lived there; but I feared nothing and went. There I met an old man, who talked to me in the white man's language. He had travelled and seen much, and told me one strange thing.
At last, finding he could not steady himself, he said, "Go for to-day; I will worship you with cakes and flesh of goat on the night of the dark moon." Then the spirit, laughing, said, "Are you well, Boisnavi Didi?" "Good heavens!" said the tipsy one, "are you a spirit from the Datta family?"
That it proceeded from an intelligent being I was firmly convinced; and although too materialistic in my way of thinking to admit for a moment that it was a supernatural being, I still felt that there was something more than I had at first imagined in Kua-ko's speech about a daughter of the Didi.
These travellers related that two days' journey from Ytaioa they had met three persons travelling in an opposite direction: an old man with a white beard, followed by two yellow dogs, a young man in a big cloak, and a strange-looking girl. Thus it came to be known that I had left the wood with the old man and the daughter of the Didi.
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