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Rh The other mother, not knowing what had happened at the camp, came back about midday, carrying her nardoo in a half-filled bag on her hip. And on her way she met a nila-nila (mirage), and as it lifted her up from the ground she sang:

Coming nearer to her camp she looked longingly for her children in the place where they should be, and sang:

Then she saw children playing about the camp, but not hers; they were strange ones with light skins; and putting down her bag among them she sang:

Longing for her children she hastened round the camp searching in widening circles impatiently for their footprints, and driving herself onwards with her song:

Finding at last that her children had been carried off by the Ngatani-maralye mother, she sang complainingly: