Part 41 (1/2)
”No, not unless you skinned
”Well, that part arn't te, is it, Mas' Don?”
Don shook his head
”And then about that other part, old chap--cannibalisammon, isn't it?”
”What do youhim How dull you are!”
”Dull? You be here a few years alishman above once in two years, and see if you wouldn't be dull”
”But is that true?”
”About being cannibals? Yes it's true enough,” said the man seriously; ”and very horrid it is; but it's only when there's war”
He had succeeded in striking a light now, and was shtful, as if he were recalling matters that were past
”Has he ever--been at war?” said Don, altering the fashi+on of his inquiry when it was half uttered
”Often”
”And--? You know,” said Jelishman nodded his head slowly, and sent forth a tremendous puff of smoke, while his co hi to nod approval
”Pakeha!” he said, excitedly; ”my pakeha; Maori pakeha”
”What does he mean by that?” said Don, after he had suffered these attentions patiently for a few minutes
”Means he wants you to be his pakeha”
”Yes: erly
”But what is a pakeha?”
”Why, you're a pakeha, I'ners pakehas; and he wants to claim you as his”
”What, his slave?” cried Don