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Updated: June 6, 2025
As for those who had fallen, they were dead, had died as Mayorunas should, and so needed no sympathy or regret. Even now their bodies were being collected for immediate transportation into the forest, where, in accordance with the tribal custom, they would be burned.
I have also heard terrible stories of the light-skinned cannibals, the Mayorunas; yet I have been among the cannibals and found them not so bad though it is true that they eat the flesh of their enemies; I have seen it done. But it makes a very great difference how they are approached and who the men are who approach them.
He catches girls by stealth and sells them to the German to add to his slave gangs. While the Mayorunas all blame the Peruvians for the disappearances, Umanuh works unsuspected. He is holding these women until Schwandorf comes again and it may be that Schwandorf is not far off at this moment.
The Brazilians glanced at the sun shadows and remained where they were. According to their experience, Yuara should be dead within ten minutes at most. Time enough to make camp when they knew how this venture would result. The Mayorunas also stood fast and watched for the shadow of death to blanch the face of their stricken mate. But the minutes dragged past and Yuara's eyes did not grow dim.
While McKay and Knowlton continued their ministrations to the stricken man the rest of the camp work was completed, the Mayorunas making hanging beds for themselves from withes, leaves, and bush cord, and the Brazilians slinging the hammocks of their own party and opening packs. Night fell and the wounded man lived on.
But intention and accomplishment are two different birds. Wonder what these Mayorunas are fixing to do. Wish I could talk their language." "Tucu evidently left orders for them to get up at a certain time, but why I don't know. We'd better let them alone." The shadow line passed out upon the water, slipping by infinitesimal gradations across its mirror surface. The Mayorunas had become quiet.
Their eyes searched those of these strange men of another world who, wearing useless clothing, carrying heavy weapons of steel, burdening themselves with queer weights on their backs, now invaded the wilderness which they and their fathers had roamed untrammeled for centuries. The invaders in turn studied the faces of the Mayorunas, of whom so many gruesome tales were told.
If we do not fight the Red Bones we may have to fight these Mayorunas, who now are our friends. We must stay." McKay nodded, still studying the expressionless countenance of Rand. "That's settled," he announced, crisply. "Now, Lourenço, find out Monitaya's plan of battle." The chief had finished his examination of the women and Lourenço promptly put the question. Monitaya laconically replied.
"Mighty ingenious apparatus. These people are no fools, I'll say." "You say rightly," Pedro muttered. Turning, they went out to the path, looking askance at the thin death tube as they passed along it. The scouting Mayorunas returned, having found nothing. Tucu resumed his place at the head of the line.
"Aw, them guys dunno how to appreciate good singin'. But I should worry; I got me gat fixed now like I want it." Time dragged past. The Americans and Brazilians smoked and exchanged casual comments on subjects far removed from their present environment. The Mayorunas watched them with unceasing vigilance, as if expecting a sudden break for life and liberty.
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