with the
utmostcaution so as not to alarm the
mysteriousvocalist, I crept on until, coming to a greenheart with a
quantity of feathery
foliage of a shrub growing about its roots,
I saw that just beyond the tree the ground was more open still,
letting in the
sunlight from above, and that the
channel of the
stream I sought was in this open space, about twenty yards from
me, although the water was still
hidden from sight. Something
else was there, which I did see;
instantly my
cautious advance
was arrested. I stood gazing with concentrated
vision, scarcely
daring to breathe lest I should scare it away.
It was a human being--a girl form, reclining on the moss among
the ferns and herbage, near the roots of a small tree. One arm
was doubled behind her neck for her head to rest upon, while the
other arm was held
extended before her, the hand raised towards a
small brown bird perched on a pendulous twig just beyond its
reach. She appeared to be playing with the bird, possibly
amusing herself by
trying to
entice it on to her hand; and the
hand appeared to tempt it greatly, for it persistently hopped up
and down, turning rapidly about this way and that, flirting its
wings and tail, and always appearing just on the point of
dropping on to her finger. From my position it was impossible to
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distinctly, yet I dared not move. I could make out that
she was small, not above four feet six or seven inches in height,
in figure slim, with
delicately shaped little hands and feet.
Her feet were bare, and her only
garment was a slight
chemise-shaped dress reaching below her knees, of a whitish-gray
colour, with a faint lustre as of a silky material. Her hair was
very wonderful; it was loose and
abundant, and seemed wavy or
curly, falling in a cloud on her shoulders and arms. Dark it
appeared, but the
precise tint was indeterminable, as was that of
her skin, which looked neither brown nor white. All together,
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actually was, there was a kind of mistiness in
the figure which made it appear somewhat vague and distant, and a
greenish grey seemed the
prevailing colour. This tint I
presently attributed to the effect of the
sunlight falling on her
through the green
foliage; for once, for a moment, she raised
herself to reach her finger nearer to the bird, and then a gleam
of unsubdued
sunlight fell on her hair and arm, and the arm at
that moment appeared of a pearly whiteness, and the hair, just
where the light touched it, had a strange lustre and play of
iridescent colour.
I had not been watching her more than three seconds before the
bird, with a sharp, creaking little chirp, flew up and away in
sudden alarm; at the same moment she turned and saw me through
the light leafy
screen. But although catching sight of me thus
suddenly, she did not
exhibit alarm like the bird; only her eyes,
wide open, with a surprised look in them, remained immovably
fixed on my face. And then slowly, imperceptibly--for I did not
notice the
actualmovement, so
gradual and smooth it was, like
the
motion of a cloud of mist which changes its form and place,
yet to the eye seems not to have moved--she rose to her knees, to
her feet,
retired, and with face still towards me, and eyes fixed
on mine, finally disappeared, going as if she had melted away
into the verdure. The leafage was there occupying the
precisespot where she had been a moment before--the feathery
foliage of
an acacia shrub, and stems and broad, arrow-shaped leaves of an
aquatic plant, and slim, drooping fern fronds, and they were
motionless and seemed not to have been touched by something
passing through them. She had gone, yet I continued still, bent
almost double, gazing fixedly at the spot where I had last seen
her, my mind in a strange condition, possessed by sensations
which were
keenly felt and yet contradictory. So vivid was the
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actuallybefore my eyes; and she was not there, nor had been, for it was a
dream, an
illusion, and no such being existed, or could exist, in
this gross world; and at the same time I knew that she had been
there--that
imagination was
powerless to
conjure up a form so
exquisite.
With the
mental image I had to be satisfied, for although I
remained for some hours at that spot, I saw her no more, nor did
I hear any familiar melodious sound. For I was now convinced
that in this wild
solitary girl I had at length discovered the
mysterious warbler that so often followed me in the wood. At
length,
seeing that it was growing late, I took a drink from the
stream and slowly and
reluctantly made my way out of the forest
and went home.
Early next day I was back in the wood full of delightful
anticipations, and had no sooner got well among the trees than a
soft, warbling sound reached my ears; it was like that heard on
the
previous day just before catching sight of the girl among the
ferns. So soon! thought I, elated, and with
cautious steps I
proceeded to
explore the ground, hoping again to catch her
unawares. But I saw nothing; and only after
beginning to doubt
that I had heard anything
unusual, and had sat down to rest on a
rock, the sound was
repeated, soft and low as before, very near
and
distinct. Nothing more was heard at this spot, but an hour
later, in another place, the same
mysterious note sounded near
me. During my remaining time in the forest I was served many
times in the same way, and still nothing was seen, nor was there
any change in the voice.
Only when the day was near its end did I give up my quest,
feeling very
keenly disappointed. It then struck me that the
cause of the elusive creature's behaviour was that she had been
piqued at my discovery of her in one of her most secret
hiding-places in the heart of the wood, and that it had pleased
her to pay me out in this manner.
On the next day there was no change; she was there again,
evidently following me, but always
invisible, and
varied not from
that one mocking note of
yesterday, which seemed to
challenge me
to find her a second time. In the end I was vexed, and resolved
to be even with her by not visiting the wood for some time. A
display of
indifference on my part would, I hoped, result in
making her less coy in the future.
Next day, firm in my new
resolution, I accompanied Kua-ko and two
others to a distant spot where they expected that the ripening
fruit on a cashew tree would attract a large number of birds.
The fruit, however, proved still green, so that we gathered none
and killed few birds. Returning together, Kua-ko kept at my
side, and by and by, falling behind our companions, he
complimented me on my good shooting, although, as usual, I had
only wasted the arrows I had blown.
"Soon you will be able to hit," he said; "hit a bird as big as a
small woman"; and he laughed once more immoderately at the old
joke. At last, growing
confidential, he said that I would soon
possess a zabatana of my own, with arrows in plenty. He was
going to make the arrows himself, and his uncle Otawinki, who had
a straight eye, would make the tube. I treated it all as a joke,
but he
solemnlyassured me that he meant it.
Next morning he asked me if I was going to the forest of evil
fame, and when I replied in the
negative, seemed surprised and,
very much to my surprise,
evidently disappointed. He even tried
to
persuade me to go, where before I had been earnestly
recommended not to go, until,
finding that I would not, he took
me with him to hunt in the woods. By and by he returned to the
same subject: he could not understand why I would not go to that
wood, and asked me if I had begun to grow afraid.
"No, not afraid," I replied; "but I know the place well, and am
getting tired of it." I had seen everything in it--birds and
beasts--and had heard all its strange noises.
"Yes, heard," he said, nodding his head
knowingly; "but you have
seen nothing strange; your eyes are not good enough yet."