Taboo! Taboo! Taboo! Korong! I say it." "What does it all mean ?" Muriel whispered, terrified.
Felix explained to her, as far as he could, in a few hurried sentences.
"There's only one word in it I don't understand," he added, hastily, "and that's Korong.

It doesn't occur in Fiji.

They keep saying we're Korong, whatever that may mean; and evidently they attach some very great importance to it." "Let the Shadows come forward," the chief said, looking up with an air of dignity.
A good-looking young man, and the girl who said her name was Mali, stepped forth from the crowd, and fell on their knees before him.
The chief laid his hand on the young man's shoulder and raised him up.
"The Shadow of the King of the Rain," he cried, turning him three times round.

"Follow him in all his incomings and his outgoings, and serve him faithfully! Taboo! Taboo! Pass within the sacred circle!" He clapped his hands.

The young man crossed the line with a sort of reverent reluctance, and took his place within the ring, close up to Felix.
The chief laid his hand on Mali's shoulder.