"Now I know you will tell me," she said, coaxingly, "why you make them Korong.

As long as I live, I will never speak or hint of it to anybody anywhere.

And if I do--why, the remedy is near.

I am your meat--take me and eat me." Even cannibals are human; and at the touch of her soft hand, Tu-Kila-Kila gave way slowly.

"I made them Korong," he answered, in rather thick accents, "because it is less dangerous for me to make them so than to choose for the post from among our own islanders.