But native! She must watch out.
She remembered that she had not gone to bed until two o'clock in the morning.

She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard.
The great ordeal--that which she had most dreaded--had proved to be no ordeal at all.

The kindly American consul-general had himself taken her to the bank, where her banknotes had been exchanged for a letter of credit, and had thoroughly advised her.

Everything had so far come to pass as the withered old Kanaka woman had foretold.
"The Golden One knows that I have seen the world; therefore follow my instructions.

Never glance sideways at man.