the stranger-man (and he was a tewara) looked at the picture and nodded very hard. he said to himself,’ if i do not fetch this great chief’s tribe to help him, he will be slain by his enemies who are coming up on all sides with spears. now i see why the great chief pretended not to notice me! he feared that his enemies were hiding in the bushes and would see him. therefore he turned to me his back, and let the wise and wonderful child draw the terrible picture showing me his difficulties.