Evidently the Dyaks believed in its efficacy, or they would not keep on pertinaciously dropping an arrow on the ledge.
"How do they fire it ?" asked Iris.

"Do they throw it ?" "I will soon tell you," he replied, reaching for a rifle.
"Do not go out yet," she entreated him.

"They cannot harm us.

Perhaps we may learn more by keeping quiet.

They will not continue shooting these things all day." Again a tiny arrow traveled towards them in a graceful parabola.