So that soon we kept a very good table of a sort, especially after he had learned how to cook our food upon the native plan by means of hot stones.

This suited us admirably, as it enabled Bickley and myself to devote all our time to archaeological and other studies which did not greatly interest Bastin.
By the time that we got back to camp it was drawing towards evening, so we cooked our food and ate, and then, thoroughly exhausted, made ourselves as comfortable as we could and went to sleep.

Even our marvelous experiences could not keep Bickley and myself from sleeping, and on Bastin such things had no effect.

He accepted them and that was all, much more readily than we did, indeed.

Triple-armed as he was in the mail of a child-like faith, he snapped his fingers at evil spirits which he supposed the Sleepers to be, and at everything else that other men might dread.
Now, as I have mentioned, after our talk with Marama, although we did not think it wise to adventure ourselves among them again at present, we had lost all fear of the Orofenans.