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The newly come people went to the piskun for meat, and there one of the children saw an arrow lying on the ground. It was a beautiful arrow, the stone point long, slender, and sharp, the shaft round and straight. The boy remembered what had been said and he looked around fearfully, but everywhere the people were busy. No one was looking. He picked up the arrow and put it under his robe.,In a minute or two the whole affair proves itself a very small thing indeed, with little that can be termed tragical about it. Geoffrey comes slowly back to life, and in the coming breathes her name. Once again he is trying to reach the distant fern; once again it eludes his grasp. He has it; no, he hasn't; yet, he has. Then at last he wakes to the fact that he has indeed got it in earnest, and that the blood is flowing from a slight wound in the back of his head, which is being staunched by tender fingers, and that he himself is lying in Mona's arms.,She lays her hand upon her heart, as though she would say, "The wound lies here," and once more turns to the door.,"Oh, yes," says Mona, brightening even under this small touch of friendliness. "I'm very fond of it, too. I can get through all the steps without a mistake.","If I must ask Edith Carson, I shall feel I am doing something against my will," says Lady Rodney.,"Bring wood," the chief called out; "let every one bring some wood; all you have at your lodges. Those who have none, let them go quickly and bring some from the timber.",Still she hesitates, and he is not slow to notice the eloquent pause.,No answer.,"What are you talking about?" asks Geoffrey, joining Mona and her companion.,A shining gloss that fadeth suddenly,,"What, indeed?" says Geoffrey, tragically. "Worse still, what would have become of poor Mona?",Lady Rodney shudders..