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Meanwhile, deep in the heart of the Namboreen ranges, the sedulous savages, with whom Nigel Lording and Mary Worthington were living, by smoke signals seen from afar, soon learnt that big fellow white men were scouring the country. For what purpose they did not know. This information they made known to Nigel Lording, who sensed an imminent danger in these expeditions of the commandant. He knew, however, that the blacks would never give them up, as they now looked upon them as members of their own tribe. The enemies of Gundawarra (Nigel Lording, the spear thrower) and Amoama-Boonara (Mary Worthington--sacred white one) were their enemies and they would send out the atninga--the vengeance party--if the commandant and his soldiers attempted any of their funny business. Wah! They would see! They would track down this big fellow headman and torture him at their corroboree. Huh! They would pounce on him as a hawk pounces on a bwal (pademelon) if he attempted to take their Amoama-Boonara, with hair like the golden sunset, from them. Hoo! No fear!
And so, unknown to the commandant, the wily natives tracked, watched, and reported by smoke signals his every movement.