Beware! Beware! Disobey at your peril.

I, Tu-Kila-Kila, have spoken." As he spoke, it seemed to Felix that these strange mystic words about each god springing fresh from his own ashes must contain the solution of that dread problem they were trying in vain to read.

That, perhaps, was the secret of Korong.

If only they could ever manage to understand it! Tu-Kila-Kila beat his tom-tom twice.

In a second all the people fell flat on their faces again.