Thither followed the repentant Mata-ora.

On his way he asked the fan-tail bird whether it had seen a human being pass.

Yes, a woman had gone by downcast and sobbing.

Holding on his way, Mata-ora met his father-in-law, who, looking in his face, complained that he was badly tattooed.

Passing his hand over Mata-ora's face he wiped out with his divine power the blue lines there, and then had him thrown down on the ground and tattooed in a novel, more artistic and exquisitely agonizing fashion.