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Chapter Twenty-seven. Return to Nagaland |
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carrying the rice up in the rain |
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At about 3 p.m. nearly the whole field was reaped, and the first loads of rice were carried to the village. I left when most of the reaping was nearly completed and on the way back we were all caught in a thunderstorm with heavy rain. But the Konyaks who had covered their baskets with palm leaves ignored the rain, and in the midst of the downpour we met people going once more to the fields to bring up new loads. |
