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Updated: June 10, 2025
His white teeth showed in an amused and sneering smile, and he stood up, a magnificent figure of a man. "It's murder!" Mulhall yelled to Grief. "He'd have murdered Old Parlay!" Grief yelled back. For the moment the poop was clear of water and the Malahini on an even keel. Narii made a bravado attempt to walk to the rail, but was flung down by the wind.
Captain Warfield untied his lashings and made his way over the bodies of the others. When his face became visible in the light from the binnacle it was working with anger. They could see him speak, but the wind tore the sound away. He would not put his lips to Narii's ear. Instead, he pointed over the side. Narii Herring understood.
"Where's Parlay?" Grief shouted. "Up tree... Three of his Kanakas same tree. Narii and one Kanaka'nother tree... My tree blow to hell, then I come on board." "Where's the pearls?" "Up tree along Parlay. Mebbe Narii get them pearl yet." In the ear of one after another Grief passed on Tai-Hotauri's story. Captain Warfield was particularly incensed, and they could see him grinding his teeth.
During the religious wars into which he was hurried by his zeal for the new faith, he was defeated and expelled from the island. After a short exile he returned from Imeeo, with an army of eight hundred warriors, and in the battle of Narii routed the rebellious pagans with great slaughter, and reestablished himself upon the throne.
They've come for the auction. That's why we're here. That's why the little Nuhiva's bumping along astern there, though what she can buy is beyond me. Narii Herring he's an English Jew half-caste owns and runs her, and his only assets are his nerve, his debts, and his whiskey bills. He's a genius in such things.
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