Two days hence Shotaye was to leave the Rito for the Puye; and as Cayamo himself would be unable to meet her, owing to the ceremonies which he had to perform in honour of the scalp, some male friend of his, called Teayni, would meet her half-way and conduct her safely to the abode of his people.

With a radiant face the woman nodded assent, and made other gestures expressive of delight and agreement.

Cayamo took advantage of his cowering posture to fasten the war-sandals to his naked feet, and then rose and took the trail towards the north, but Shotaye held him back in token of misgivings.

He understood her motive, but pointed to his circular foot-gear and smiled.
It was clear that he trusted to the round tracks left by that contrivance for safety.

So he went on toward the brink of the gorge that lay before them.