that is." They went up, and when they arrived in the place where the
girl was they were surprised at her beauty. "We will not kill her,"
said the young men to the bravest of them. "Yes," said the bravest,
"get away so I can see her, if she is very beautiful." When the young
men got away he cut her in two at her waist. They took her body and
her head and went home. "Why did you kill her," said the young men. "So
that you do not get a bad omen, young men," said the bravest of them.

Not long after they had killed Linongan, "Why does my breast flutter
so, Awig?" said Aponibolinayen. "I feel sad also," said Awig. "Ala,
Aponibolinayen you cook food for me to take when I go and see our
daughter," said Awig. Aponibolinayen truly went to cook for him. When
Aponibolinayen finished cooking, "Ala, give me my dark colored clout
and my belt which has pretty colors, so that I go at once to the place
where the tattooed _alzados_ are. Perhaps they found our daughter. Look
often at the _lawed_ which I shall plant by the stove. If it wilts
so that its leaves are drooped, you can say Awig is dead." [283]

When Aponibolinayen thought he had arrived at the field she looked
at the _lawed_ and it was green and flourishing. Not long after Awig
saw the blood below the watch house. "Perhaps this is the blood of
my daughter. I am going to see if they have killed her." He climbed
up, and when he got up, the body and head were not there, so he went
down. As soon as he got down he sat and he bent his head, "What can
I do? Where am I going to go to find my daughter?" he said. Not long
after he took a walk. When he reached the jungle he looked at the big
high tree. ["We can see all over the world from the high trees." This
was a side remark by the story-teller.] "The best thing is for me
to climb so that I watch and see where the _alzados_ live, where my
daughter is," he said, and so he climbed. As soon as he climbed up he
saw all over the world. He looked to the west, there were no people
there who celebrated. "There is no one there," he said. He looked
toward the north. There were none there who celebrated. "There is no
one there," he said. He turned his face to the east, there was no one
there. When he looked in the south he saw the _alzados_ who were making
a celebration; and they danced with the head of his daughter. "Perhaps
that is my daughter," he said. "How terrible if it is my daughter,"
and his tears dropped. Not long after he went down. A