Arthur O. Friel, Tupahn--the Thunderstorm — Chapter X (1922)
“ But Pedro grabbed that hand. “Not too fast, senhor!” he warned. “Slow haste goes farthest. Have care.” The North American gulped and nodded. Then he asked—“Is the chief in his hammock?” “Yes.” “Andirah, chief of the people of the Bat!” thundered Senhor Tom. “I come again for my woman. That is she on the ground before you. You said no woman had been brought here. Yet here she is. You hid her from me! You handed her over to that stinking dog of a pajé! Your tongue is forked! Now that I find her again, I will have her!” The old chief sat as if struck dumb. ”
