Planting himself full in front of Tu-Kila-Kila, and blocking the way to the door of that sacred English girl's hut--oh, how horrible it was to him even to think of her purity being contaminated by the vile neighborhood, for one minute, of that loathsome monster! He looked full into the wretch's face, and answered very distinctly, in low, slow tones, "If you dare to take one step toward the place where that lady now rests, if you dare to move your foot one inch nearer, if you dare to ask to see her face again, I will plunge the knife hilt-deep into your vile heart, and kill you where you stand without one second's deliberation.

Now you hear my words and you know what I mean.

My weapon is keener and fiercer than any you Polynesians ever saw.

Repeat those words once more, and by all that's true and holy, before they're out of your mouth I leap upon you and stab you." Tu-Kila-Kila drew back in sudden surprise.

He was unaccustomed to be so bearded in his own sacred island.