"See, she weeps even now.

She would flood us with her rain.

She isn't satisfied with all the harm she has poured down upon Boupari already.

She wants to drown us." And then a little knot drew up close to the line of taboo itself, and began to discuss in loud and serious tones a pressing question of savage theology and religious practice.
"They have crossed the line within the three days," some of the foremost warriors exclaimed, in excited voices.

"They are no longer taboo.