How beautiful she was! It was incredible that this wild cave girl
should have greater beauty and a more regal carriage than the queens
and beauties of civilization, and yet Waldo was forced to admit that
he had never even dreamed, much less seen, such absolute physical
perfection.
He wished that he could say as much for her disposition; that was
atrocious. It was unbelievable that such a wondrous exterior could
harbor so much ingratitude and coldness.
Presently they came among the trees where the ripe fruit hung, and as
Waldo climbed nimbly among the branches and tossed the most luscious
down to her, the girl, in her turn, watched him.
She noted more closely the marvelous change that a few months had
wrought. She had thought him wonderful before, but now he was a very
god. She did not think just this, for she knew nothing of gods--other
than the demons that were supposed to enter the bodies of the sick; but
she thought of him as some superior creature, and then she ceased to
feel aggrieved that he should care so little for her.
He was not a man--he was something more than a man, and she had been
very wicked to have treated him so shamefully. She would make amends.
So she tried to be more kind thereafter, though there still remained a
trace of aloofness.
Together they sat upon the turf and ate their fruit, and as they ate
they talked a little, for it is difficult for two young people to
harbor animosity for a great time, especially when there is none other
for them to talk to.
"When you have returned with me to my father, Thandar," the girl asked,
"where shall you go then?"
"I shall return to the sea where I may watch for a ship to take me back
to my own land," he replied.
"I have seen but one ship in all my life," said Nadara, "and that was
years ago. It was when we lived close by the big water that it stopped
a long way from shore and sent many smaller boats to land.
"There were many men in the boats, and when they landed, my father and
mother took me far into the forest away from the sea, and there we
stayed for many days until the strangers had sailed. They wandered up
and down the coast and came back into the forests and the jungles for a
few miles.
"My mother said that they were searching for me, and that if they found
me they would take me away. I was very much frightened."
At the mention of her mother Waldo recalled the little parcel that
Nadara's father had given into his custody for the girl. He unfastened
it from the thong that circled his waist, where it had hung beneath his
panther-skin garment.
"Here is something your father asked me to bring you," he said,
handing the package to Nadara.
The girl took it and examined it as though it was entirely unfamiliar.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Your father did not say, other than that it contained articles that
your mother wore when she died," he said tenderly, for a great pity had
welled up in his heart for this poor, motherless girl.
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