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Bodiless voices called to and fro; unseen hands poured sand upon the flames; and they were gone from the beach before he reached them. “It is plain Kalamake is not here,” he thought, “or I must have been killed long since.” With that he sat him down in the margin of the wood, for he was tired, and put his chin upon his hands.
Now I begin to think I may have found an assistant and successor in my difficult business. A concertina? You shall have the best in Honolulu. And to-night, as soon as it is dark, you and I will go and find the money." "Shall we return to the beach?" asked Keola. "No, no!" replied Kalamake; "you must begin to learn more of my secrets.
And this was the day of the steamer; he could see her smoke off Kalaupapa; and she must soon arrive with a month's goods, tinned salmon and gin, and all manner of rare luxuries for Kalamake. "Now if he can pay for his goods to-day," Keola thought, "I shall know for certain that the man is a warlock, and the dollars come out of the Devil's pocket."
And this was the day of the steamer; he could see her smoke off Kalaupapa; and she must soon arrive with a month’s goods, tinned salmon and gin, and all manner of rare luxuries for Kalamake. “Now if he can pay for his goods to-day,” Keola thought, “I shall know for certain that the man is a warlock, and the dollars come out of the Devil’s pocket.”
Of all these doings of his father-in-law, Keola knew a little by the common repute, a little more he suspected, and the rest he ignored. But there was one thing troubled him. Kalamake was a man that spared for nothing, whether to eat or to drink or to wear; and for all he paid in bright new dollars. "Bright as Kalamake's dollars" was another saying in the Eight Isles.
And suddenly, to the mat on which they were standing came a snatch or twitch, that seemed to be more swift than lightning. In the same wink the room was gone and the house, the breath all beaten from Keola's body. "What was this?" cried Keola, who came to himself the first, because he was the younger. "The pang of it was like death." "It matters not," panted Kalamake. "It is now done."
Keola, you are a baby in my father’s hands; he will take you with his thumb and finger and eat you like a shrimp.” Now Keola was truly afraid of Kalamake, but he was vain too; and these words of his wife’s incensed him. “Very well,” said he, “if that is what you think of me, I will show how much you are deceived.” And he went straight to where his father-in-law was sitting in the parlour.
And then he began to grow vexed with Kalamake. "This man has the soul of a dog," thought he. "He can gather dollars when he pleases on the beach, and he leaves me to pine for a concertina! Let him beware: I am no child, I am as cunning as he, and hold his secret." With that he spoke to his wife Lehua, and complained of her father's manners. "I would let my father be," said Lehua.
But Keawe ran to Kokua light as the wind; and great was their joy that night; and great, since then, has been the peace of all their days in the Bright House. Keola was married with Lehua, daughter of Kalamake, the wise man of Molokai, and he kept his dwelling with the father of his wife.
So, if you please, let us meet there as soon as it is dark; and in the meanwhile, let us keep our own counsel, for there is no cause to let the family into our business.” Honey is not more sweet than was the voice of Kalamake, and Keola could scarce contain his satisfaction. “I might have had my concertina weeks ago,” thought he, “and there is nothing needed in this world but a little courage.”
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