Part 40 (1/2)

”That he isn't,” said the ot a couple of hundred stout felloould fight forsoue

”Pah, ha, ha!” roared the great fellow beside hireenstone paddle-like weapon, which hung from his neck, in his left hand, as he struck an attitude, turned up his eyes till the whites only were visible, distorted his face hideously, and thrust out his great tongue till it was far below his chin

”Brayvo! Brayvo! Brayvo!” cried Je the side of the boat; ”brayvo, orks! I say, ?”

”Yes,” said the English; ”and two hundred ht indeed; eh, Mas' Don?”

”Ah, it's all very well to laugh,” said the Englishood-humouredly; ”but when they mean mischief, it's heads off and a feast”

”Eh?” cried Jem

”They'll kill a man, and cook him and eat hilishe coe relapsed into his forrunt, and s?” said Jeood condition, lishman fiercely ”I've joined thereat chief, and I've often fought for theotten what I am”

”No offence meant, old chap,” said Jem; and then from behind his hand he whispered to Don,--

”Look out, my lad; they lishman, conteive the word, and a hundred felloould be out in a canoe before you knehere you were No, h I'h here, to have a talk to some one from the old home Never was in the west country, I suppose? I'm an Exeter erly; ”we're frolishman waded rapidly into the sea, his Maori co in on the other side of the boat, and Jem and Don seized their pistols

”Didn't I tell you it was peace?” said the Englishrily ”I only wanted to shake hands”

”Ho!” said Jem, suspiciously, as their visitor coolly seated hi the opposite side, so as to preserve the balance

”Enough to lishman; ”but we don't Got any tobacco,”'Tarn't very good Say, Mas' Don, if he caive him a bit o' real old Charlestown, spun or leaf”

”Could you, though?” said the ar and tobacco merchant,” said Don

”Then how ca; you ran away Well, I did once”

”No, no,” said Don, hastily; ”we did not ran aere pressed”

”Pressed?” said the Englishht on one of the thwarts of the boat

”You needn't believe unless you like,” said Jeed off just as if ere--well, never mind what Feel here”