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“Now,” said Keawe, “I have sold that for sixty which I bought for fifty—or, to say truth, a little less, because one of my dollars was from Chili. Now I shall know the truth upon another point.” So he went back on board his ship, and, when he opened his chest, there was the bottle, and had come more quickly than himself. Now Keawe had a mate on board whose name was Lopaka.
He had the devil's bottle buttoned in his coat; another bottle was in his hand; and even as he came in view he raised it to his mouth and drank. "You have it," said Keawe. "I see that." "Hands off!" cried the boatswain, jumping back. "Take a step near me and I'll smash your mouth. You thought you could make a cat's-paw of me, did you?" "What do you mean?" cried Keawe. "Mean?" cried the boatswain.
"Now," said Keawe, "I have sold that for sixty which I bought for fifty or, to say truth, a little less, because one of my dollars was from Chili. Now I shall know the truth upon another point." So he went back on board his ship, and, when he opened his chest, there was the bottle, and had come more quickly than himself. Now Keawe had a mate on board whose name was Lopaka.
In the shed before the store they sat and jested and passed the news; but there was no matter of speech in Keawe’s bosom, and he sat in their midst and looked without on the rain falling on the houses, and the surf beating among the rocks, and the sighs arose in his throat. “Keawe of the Bright House is out of spirits,” said one to another. Indeed, and so he was, and little wonder.
Lopaka and Keawe looked at one another and nodded. “It is quite clear,” thought Keawe, “that I am to have this house, whether or no. It comes from the devil, and I fear I will get little good by that; and of one thing I am sure, I will make no more wishes as long as I have this bottle. But with the house I am saddled, and I may as well take the good along with the evil.”
In the shed before the store they sat and jested and passed the news; but there was no matter of speech in Keawe's bosom, and he sat in their midst and looked without on the rain falling on the houses, and the surf beating among the rocks, and the sighs arose in his throat. "Keawe of the Bright House is out of spirits," said one to another. Indeed, and so he was, and little wonder.
Then the Hall came, and the whaleboat carried him on board. The after-part of the ship was full of Haoles who had been to visit the volcano, as their custom is; and the midst was crowded with Kanakas, and the forepart with wild bulls from Hilo and horses from Kau; but Keawe sat apart from all in his sorrow, and watched for the house of Kiano.
“I thought I knew everyone in this country,” said he. “How comes it that I do not know you?” “I am Kokua, daughter of Kiano,” said the girl, “and I have just returned from Oahu. Who are you?” “I will tell you who I am in a little,” said Keawe, dismounting from his horse, “but not now.
The sun went down into the sea, and the night came; and Keawe walked the balconies by lamplight, high on the mountains, and the voice of his singing startled men on ships. "Here am I now upon my high place," he said to himself. "Life may be no better; this is the mountain top: and all shelves about me toward the worse.
This was the wooing of Keawe; things had gone quickly; but so an arrow goes, and the ball of a rifle swifter still, and yet both may strike the target.
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