The King of the Rain has come this morning to visit the King of the Birds.

Where is he now?
What has your divinity done with him ?" He spoke from under the sheltering cover of his veiled umbrella.

The Frenchman looked back at him with as little love as Tu-Kila-Kila himself would have displayed had his face been visible.

"Yes, you are a very great god," he answered, in the conventional tone of Polynesian adulation, with just a faint under-current of irony running through his accent as he spoke.

"You say the truth.