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They drove through the built up area between Lihue and Kapaa and parked outside a medical complex. "Five minutes, ten maybe," Mo said. "The client," she explained when she returned. "Rob Wilcox. He's a fan, buys my stuff for his clinic and for his own collection." "Great," Joe said. "Is there a Mrs. Wilcox?" "No." She flushed slightly.
It was something I did just to get by. I've given it up." "Oh, good!" she said. He drew them a map of Lihue showing the way to Hamura's Saimin. "Don't miss it!" They made their way back to the Moana and said goodbye. Mo dropped Joe off at Liholiho Street. Just before they parted, he thought he saw her hesitate.
The English version is by King Kalakaua: "Farewell, my partner on the lowland plains, On the waters of Pohakeo, above Kanehoa, On the dark mountain spur of Mauna-una! O, Lihue, she is gone! Sniff the sweet scent of the grass, The sweet scent of the wild vines That are twisted by Waikoloa, By the winds of Waiopua, My flower! As if a mote were in my eye. The pupil of my eye is troubled.
They said goodbye to the cat, and Mo drove them back to Lihue where Joe had no trouble changing his flight. "Fun day," he said as they parted in Honolulu. "Bye, Joe." She smiled. "I'll call you." She lifted a hand in acknowledgment. Thanks for the warmth and commitment, he thought. He had given up chasing women some time after Sally and before Ingrid.
Green sugar cane and red earth swept past lowering wings. A bump, a screech of tires, and they were down, taxiing to the small terminal. Mo put away a small day planner in which she had been making notes. "Canyon first?" she asked. "Banana pancakes? Hard to explore on an empty stomach." "I brought some fruit," she said. They rented a Toyota sedan, and Joe drove into Lihue.
At a beautiful village called Anahola the ridge terminates abruptly, and its highest portion is so thin that a large patch of sky can be seen through a hole which has been worn in it. I reached Lihue by daylight, having established my reputation as a paniola by riding forty miles in 7.5 hours, "very good time" for the islands.
Probably each year will render the overhaste of this course more apparent, and it is likely that some other mode of upholding pure Christianity will have to be adopted, when the venerable men who now sustain and guide the native pastors by their influence shall have been gathered to their rest. LIHUE. KAUAI, April 17.
The Princess Lihue had just called some teasing chaff to her which had made her halt to respond and left me halted a pace in front of her. "His glance chanced to light on me, alone there, perturbed, embarrassed. Oh, how I see him! his head thrown back a little, with that high, bright, imperious, and utterly care-free poise that was so usual of him. Our eyes met.
And then it was bed-time kerosene must be economized and he wound his watch, entered the weather in his diary, and took off his shoes, the right shoe first, and placed them, just so, side by side, at the foot of the bed on his side. "But there was no more of my drawing to Husband George, as had been the promise ere the Princess Lihue invited me on the progress and Uncle John loaned me the horse.
I thought they said "spaniola," taking me for a Spaniard, but on reaching Lihue, and asking the meaning of the word, Mrs. Rice said, "Oh, lassoing cattle, and all that kind of thing." I was disposed to accept the inference as a compliment; but when I told Mrs. R. that the word had been applied to myself, she laughed very much, and said she would have toned down its meaning had she known that!
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