FIRST I must state that G—— was a casual member of the Charity Organization, an Englishman, and, from the general run of his conversation and manner, gave one the impression that he had seen better days. But there was nothing wonderful about that, for it is a fact that many of the apparent rogues2 of those days betrayed something of past polish, and possessed3 a personality infinitely4 more interesting than that of men who had never stepped over the border-line.
G—— was a big lump of a fellow, just over six feet in height, and had fine, expressive5 eyes full of humour and sometimes revealing a lingering sadness that made one’s heart go out to him. Personally, I liked him immensely. He could play the flute6 as well as he could tell a yarn7, and that’s saying something!
But I would say, right here, that the story that he told me, and which I will tell here, is told not so much for the presumable interest that it might give as a mere8 yarn, as for my absolute confidence in the veracity10 of the man who told me it, his manner whilst telling it leaving such a possibility as doubt or exaggeration quite out of the question. Nor was there any justifiable11 reason why one should be sceptical, since G—— had lived, as I have said, in Fiji when cannibalism12 was in vogue13, and white men arrived at the islands and did very much as they liked,—some resorting to savagery15, some giving 288their hand in marriage to dusky queens, ascending16 thrones and holding full sway over swarthy populations of heathenland.
It was a glorious tropical eventide when G——, O’Hara, and I sat under the palms as the fireflies commenced to dance in the bamboos by the shore lagoons19. G—— took his pipe from his lips, stroked his bearded chin in his characteristic way, and commenced:
“You must know, boys, that things were very different in these parts in the old semi-heathen times. I had arrived for the second time in Levuka then, had left a trading schooner20, and was spending my time in looking round. I was a bit of a romantic loony in those days, and when my pal17, Mick Deny, who had been shipmate with me for two years, heard that a Britisher, a fugitive21 from justice, was living like a wild man up in the Kai Tholos mountains with his daughter, we got interested, I can tell you. We got the whole facts of the case out of one of the Kai Tholos natives who had come into Levuka to get fish. Deny was a bit gone on girls, and when he heard that the Britisher had brought that young daughter of his out to these infernal regions and had brought her up as a heathen amongst those tribal22 natives, he was as eager as I to visit the stronghold in the mountains and see how matters stood. It appeared that this fugitive Britisher had assumed command over the tribe with whom he dwelt, styled himself as Roko (high chief), taken unto himself several native wives, and resorted to the unbridled lust23 and degradation24 of savagery.
“‘She nicer Marama, grow up beautifuls, nicer crown hair, nicer eyes, colour of moani ali (the ocean).’
“As that Fijian gabbled away, waxing enthusiastic over the beauty of the exiled white girl up there, imprisoned26 289from the sight of her own race, Deny and I fairly gasped27 over the idea of it all. We got no sleep that night. The idea of that girl being cruelly treated by her criminal parent seemed to set our brains afire with romantic ideas. By the morning we had made our minds up, and had decided28 to make an expedition up into the Tholos mountains. The first thing to do was to get some goods, so I went down to the schooners29 that lay in the harbour, cadged30 some sugar, tea, tobacco plug, and those essentials which I guessed would meet our requirements. Deny’s eyes flashed with delight at the idea of it all. The risk of the job we were undertaking31 did not deter32 us, it only added spice to the business. And the natives, I can tell you, were not as chummy in those days as they are now. Old Thakombau had only just been converted to Christianity, had swallowed four casks of sacramental rum, and had shaken hands with all the missionaries33. But he was a sly old fellow, and didn’t know anything about the tribal fights and the missing bodies of the dead after the Bokolai feast (cannibal feast). Oh no! Not he. He was quite converted! When we had packed up our few traps, not forgetting my flute, and were quite ready to start off, little Sanga, the native girl who did our cooking in the beach shanty34 (only one store in Levuka in these days), started crying,
“‘You no-e takeer little Sanga longer you?’
“‘Let the kid come,’ said Deny; ‘besides, she’ll be useful, knows the lingo35, and that kind of thing,’ he added.
“‘All right, Sanga; don’t grizzle,’ said I.
“Then Deny and I went into the village to get permission from Sanga’s parents.
“She couldn’t go off on an excursion like that without getting permission from her parents. Sanga’s mother, a fine-looking half-caste, gave us the kid in complete confidence.
290“‘You noble Papalagis; me trust her with you.’
“‘Yes, we’re holy beggars,’ thought I, as we walked away across the rara, Sanga somersaulting with delight like a puppy at our heels, as we left the village and started on our trip to find out all about the Britisher and his daughter. We did take care of that kiddie too, although we had some rough times ere bringing her safely back to her village.
“By midday next day we had tramped many miles inland, and had already crossed the lower ranges of the mountains to the N.N.W.
“Sanga was a blessing36 to us, and sang weird37 heathen songs as she tramped by our side. I had dressed her up in a little blue kimono which I had cut out of a large silk handkerchief, cutting holes in it for the armpits. When she looked at herself in the lagoon18 hard by, she chuckled38 with delight. The first night was all that could be desired as we slept beneath the palms, side by side, and Deny sang a highland39 song till I fell asleep.
“The next night a typhoon blew. It was something that I had never heard before in the way of nature’s extempore musical expression. As you know, I am not much of a musician. I can play the flute and knock out the common chords for a song and dance on the piano; but to describe the harmonies that storm made in the mountains is quite beyond me. We were all tired out, just going off to sleep. In fact, I heard Deny snoring. Sanga lay at my feet, her head on my calf40, as she hummed in the dark. Then it came—no warning, mind you. Bang! It seemed as if there had been some tremendous upheaval41 in interstellar space, that worlds and planets were exploding like vast bombs somewhere beyond the moon, the south-western horizon being repeatedly blown out as the débris struck the mountains around us. The enormous breadfruits and banyans, all 291bending and howling like the sails, rigging, and masts of ships in a hurricane, moaned a wild symphony in the pitch darkness, for the clouds had slid over, puff42! and put the moon out without any warning. Once a star gleamed as the wrack43 raced across the sky. Sanga huddled44 close up to Deny as I put my hand out to see where they were. Then the moon burst through the cloud and the shadows went racing45 across the gullies till it seemed that the mountains themselves were moving along, sailing before a head wind! Then the deluge46 began. We were sheltered in a native hut, but the rain came in by the bucketful. Oceans seemed to crash down from the sky. Mighty47 trees were uplifted, and before they fell to the earth were carried across the gullies like twigs48 before the tremendous violence of the wind. Then there started the most wonderful thing in the way of sound that I have ever heard, or shall ever hear again. It seemed that a thousand demons49 had come out to carouse50 and play ghostly instruments in some phantom51 military band. I never heard anything to resemble it. Drums began to beat, a thousand strong, bassoons, horns, double basses52, clarionets, ’cellos, saxaphones, bugles53, cornets—all wailing56 and bellowing57 forth58 in the wildest orchestral combination that human ears ever heard. ‘God! What is it pal?’ yelled Deny in my ear, and his voice sounded like the wail55 of a child. My own heart thumped59. ‘Strange that I should live to see the end of the world,’ thought I, as that terrible nightmare of sound suddenly subsided60, while the typhoon stopped a moment to take breath! We didn’t know it then, but that typhoon was a kind of mighty Wagner of the elements that came by night with universal breath to blow the terrific diapasons, vast bassoons and thunderous wails61, whistles, and timpani effects in the mightiest62 orchestral instrument that creation has made, so far as I know. It was like this: those 292mountains were volcanic63, and so were fairly honeycombed with precipitous tunnels and big cavernous hollows, each hollow possessing its own peculiar64, specific quality of sound, so that when the typhoon arrived, and its ten thousand orchestral members, so to speak, placed their phantom lips and blew terrifically into each crevice65, the noise resembled something like ten thousand Easter Monday steam-organs and beating-drums going hard and strong on some holiday down in shadowland!
“I don’t exaggerate when I say that some of the notes rang out in clear, silvery, bugle54 tones, some full and mellow66, tremulous with throbbing67 expression; then the muffled68 sound of a mighty drum would boom out in that infinite harmony of the dark and wind! When you consider that a typhoon’s terrific and tremendously varied69 breathing powers blew through a thousand thousand deep-voiced bugles and trumpets70 with curling tubes that went running right down into the volcanic bowels71 of the Fijian Isles72, there wasn’t much wonder in the fact that wonderfully marvellous subtle musical effects and perfect intonation73 should crop up somewhere. Of course, Deny and I hadn’t the slightest idea then as to how that pandemonium74 of sound came about.
“‘The end of the world arrived and they sent some kind of a brass75 band to lead the battalions76 of the dead heathens into shadowland; that’s what it is,’ yelled Deny, cheering up when I touched him, to assure myself that we were still in the flesh.
“I think Sanga cheered us up more than anything. She even laughed, just as we thought we were about to die too!
“When dawn came the sun burst through the sky as though it was in a hurry. It seemed to boil the soaking 293mountain forests. We could see the chameleon-like colours sparkling, as the steam from the heated tropical vegetation rolled away over the rugged78 hills. We were drenched79 through. By nightfall I was seized with pains in the back. It was a kind of malaria80. My limbs began to quiver. By midnight I was delirious81.
“‘Don’t die, pal,’ said Deny, as I begged him, for old-time’s sake, to strangle the mighty heathen god who kept peering through the clouds, putting his stinking82 mop-head against my nose as he struck me tremendous blows on the head with a war-club! But I could not die. When I had slept for an hour and got a bit sane83, things seemed as bad. For the thousands of insects that had sought refuge from the storm in our hut attacked me. Scorpions85, fat-bodied lizards86, and huge red ants, as big as walnuts87, and red land-crabs formed up in regiments89 and attacked us. I felt strange things creeping up the inside of my pants as they flapped their rudimentary wings. Then Deny took me outside and gave me a drink of rum. In a few minutes the fever had abated90. By midday I was as fit as a fiddle91.
“Deny was a splendid cook. He gathered some feis (bananas) and yams from the garden of the deserted92 heathen hut, and made a glorious meal.
“Then we started off, Sanga singing cheerily behind us as we trekked93 it up into the higher ranges.
“By this time we were near Nisao, and had already sighted one of the native villages to the S.W. Though we had heard that the natives of that part were friendly, still we were not taking any risks, so we sent Sanga across the gullies as an advance-guard. She whipped off like an arrow, without the slightest fear. When she came back she was accompanied by four stalwart chiefs and two women. To our relief they were waving their hands friendly-wise, welcoming us to their village.
294“As we crossed the gully bridge—a huge breadfruit trunk—the sight of the small conical homesteads beneath the feathery palms, the beautiful moss-ferns, and scarlet-flowered ndralas, gave one the impression that we were entering some perfect, pagan city of shadowland. Romping94 children stopped their games, rushed out of the shadows and hut doorways96 to gaze on Deny and me in astonishment97. The shaggy-haired women by the huts were smoking clay pipes, squatting98 on mats, and staring stolidly99 at the pretty native girls, who fawned100 about us, stroked our hands, and said in their own lingo, ‘O beautiful Papalagis, with blue eyes!’
“It was all right, I can tell you. Suddenly a giant of a fellow stood up from among a huddled group of savages101 and come towards us. By the distinguished102 tattooesque coat-of-arms on his massive chest and shoulders, I knew that he must be the tribal chief. Besides, as he came towards us, he was followed by an obsequious104 retinue105 of eight half-decayed-looking old women, who were crawling on their wrinkled stomachs as they placed their travelling hands in their august master’s footprints. They were his old, cast-off wives. The new batch106 of young wives were squatting by the big palavana, showing their pearly teeth and making eyes at Deny and me. One cheeky little wench, who was clad in a tappa-gown of two inches in width and half a yard in length, took a flower from her hair and threw it towards us.
“I can remember it all as though it were yesterday. I can even hear the strange bird that was singing up in the citron trees, which grew just over the little plot where they buried their dead. We felt a bit swaggery when the military band came out of the chief palavana, formed up with their instruments (vuvis, bone flutes107, human bones, gourds108 with strings109 across, lais, wooden drums, and bamboo flutes), and commenced to play an anthem110 295of welcome as we entered the stockade111 gateway112 that led into that portion of the village where the head chief received ambassadors in council. I think the sight of all was Sanga, as she marched just ahead of us, a flower dangling113 in her hair, and her little chest swelled114 majestically115, as she looked sideways on the tribal children, who were staring at her with awestruck eyes.
“If I had had any poetic116 idea in my head about that village being some dwelling117-place of fairy-land, I’m sure it was soon dispelled118 when we passed by the village dustbin.
“‘Phew!’ said Deny, as Sanga and I sniffed119 and held our noses. Even in those high altitudes of the Fijian mountain villages there was considerable room for sanitary120 improvement.
“Such was our reception in Nisao just twenty years ago.
“That same night we got pally with the high chief, Roko (meaning ‘high-born’). He gave us all the direct information that we required; told us that, true enough, a white man did dwell up in the cool mountain villages of the cannibal Kai Tholos. Then he told us how the White Roko had lorded it over the village folk of Tumba for quite ten years, after having made himself their chief. It seemed as though we dreamed it all as we stood there, Deny and I, and heard the astounding121 facts as we warily122 got the friendly chief on the tack84 that we were most interested in. He nodded his head and said:
“‘Yes, Papalagi, beautiful white Marama (white girl) live up there too; nicer chiefess; smoother shoulders, whiter skin.’
“Saying this, old Roko made various descriptive signs in an attempt to convey to our minds the wondrous123 beauty of the White Roko’s daughter. It was then that we learnt that the Englishman was known to his tribe by the name 296of Yoraka. Whether his name was Yorick, and this name that he was known by was a bastardized equivalent of it, I don’t know; possibly it was so.
“I recall that that old chief was immensely amused when he discovered that Deny and I were after the white girl.
“‘How does she dress? What does she do with herself? Is she wild? Is she married?’ and such-like questions did we put to Roko.
“Roko did not know much about the girl’s habits, for she was seldom allowed out of the Tholos stronghold, and Old chief Roko dared not go up there to his neighbour’s stronghold because they were enemies. We were delighted to hear that he was not on friendly terms with this extraordinary Yoraka, for it enabled us to extract a promise from him to help us out of it should we get into difficulties. We arranged that, should our countryman ‘turn up rough’ and set his tribal heathen on us, we should send Sanga back to his village for help.
“‘Vinaka, O le tani—geroot!’ yelled the tribal warriors125. Then they lined up; and I can tell you, Deny and I felt considerably126 relieved as we inspected Roko’s bodyguard127—the war chiefs who would come to our help if we needed them. We felt like two seasoned generals as we passed along the lines, inspecting those weird-looking, tattooed128 warriors. They swelled their massive chests, their big war-club handles standing129 on end up to their shoulders. They had tremendous mouths, the teeth darkened with the juice of the betel-nut; and such mops of hair, I’d never seen the like before.
“‘Thank God they’re on our side!’ was my mental comment, as the great Roko shouted ‘Karoot!’ and up went fifty war-clubs, ere down they came, crash! in the 297thunderous drill that would show us how easily they could smash the thickest of skulls131 with one well-aimed blow!
“Twelve hours after that experience we had done the eight miles that divided Roko’s village from the Tholos stronghold. We were actually in sight of that tiny mountain citadel wherein had dwelt for nearly ten years that fugitive Britisher, Yoraka.
“There was something terribly weird in the thought that up there was one of our own race who had degenerated132 into complete savagery and held full sway over the wild Kai Tholos natives. It were impossible for me to attempt to find a name for the atmosphere that my imagination conjured134 up as Deny and I stood there, our white helmet hats pushed back on our heads, our hands arched to our eyes as we stared towards the sunset that gleamed on the far-off tribal huts of that solitary135 stronghold.
“‘What would they think of us? How would they greet us? Would the white girl scream and faint away at the delight of it all when she realized that Deny and I had come to rescue her? Had she seen white men—other than that damnable parent of hers? Or had she been a close prisoner from childhood, kept in utter darkness of the great civilized136 world beyond the seas?’
“A thrill of romance warmed my soul, pulsing through my veins137 like wine, as the novelty, the wonder of it all seemed to shine in the magical ultramarine of the far-off sea horizon and the mountain sunset. Within an hour of our romantic contemplation of the village, we had actually entered the stockade gates. I clutched my revolver, and Deny did likewise.
“Just as the children had done in the last village, out ran the kiddies from the huts, rushed up to us and shouted, ‘Vinaka! Vinaka!’
“‘They’ve seen plenty of white people before, that’s 298certain,’ said I to Deny, as the old, squat-looking chiefs and shaggy-haired chiefesses stared stolidly at us as we walked by. Possibly it was our tremendous cheek and helpless appearance that disarmed138 the suspicions of those wild-looking men and women as they shouted forth their acclamations of welcome.
“We gave them bits of tobacco plug. Thinking it was wisest to make no delay in letting them know that we were there on a friendly visit, we straightway asked them to show us into the presence of the great White Roko, Yoraka. Approaching a monstrous-looking chief who was heavily decorated with insigniatorial tattoo103, we expressed our wish. In a moment a bodyguard had been formed and was solemnly walking ahead of us, leading us through the village. Sanga walked between Deny and me. I noticed that she too looked a bit serious as she clutched hold of the knee of my trousers. Passing through a large archway, that seemed to be of natural rock formation, we entered another district of the village. As we turned the bend by the orange and citron trees, our hearts thumped. We were standing before a large, conical-shaped building that had evidently been built on European lines. We guessed that we were at last standing before the residence of the ex-Britisher.
“It seemed incredible as we stood there and thought of the man who had exiled himself from his race and had resorted to the unbridled lust and squalor of all that we saw around us—girls and women in all stages of undress and motherhood. But it was not so strange when one thinks of the criminals and unbridled lust and squalor of the dens139 of great cities—cities superintended by vigilant140 police officials with the power of a nation to help them put down crime. And who will deny that, notwithstanding Scotland Yard, London, and White House, New York, crime does exist, that men do revert141 back 299to their primitive142 instincts, resort to bestiality, murder, and all that’s utterly143 opposed to the instincts of decently trained, clean-minded men. However, the fact remains144 that there was a white man who dwelt in complete savagery in the mountains to the N.N.W., however incredible it may seem. And nothing could be more certain than the sound of a drunken voice singing an English song, the melody of ‘There is a tavern145 in the town, in the town!’ coming from the inside of that primitive but palatial146-looking dwelling before us!
“‘Keep close to me, Sanga,’ said I, as the chiefs turned and beckoned147 us. Then Deny’s tall form stooped as he bent148 forward and entered the doorway95, while Sanga and I closely followed him.
“Though I had conjured up all kinds of picturesque149 types in my mind as to what kind of a man I should see when I entered there, I’ll swear that I was quite unprepared for the villainous type that I did see. Squatting on a mat, native fashion, was a burly-looking man of about fifty years of age. His face was a dull, pasty brown; indeed, the man before us was more like a half-caste than any type I could think of at the moment. Even his hair was done up in a large mop, native style. But the reddish colour of the beard, and the deep-set, keen grey eyes were unmistakable—there squatted150 a degenerate133 Britisher, robed in all the glory of primitive royalty151. Hanging from the wide, low roof were some forty coconut-oil lamps which added to the mystery of the scene before us. In a semicircle, almost up to his feet, squatted several native women, some of them young girls, presumably his wives. To our astonishment he nodded his head, as though courteously152 to acquaint us with the fact that he was pleased to see us. This welcome of his seemed incongruous enough, since he wore only a tasselled sulu about his loins, a garb153 that barely reached 300to his muscular, hairy knees. As he stood up he resembled nothing so much as some primitive blacksmith who wore a leather apron154 only—had forgotten to put his trousers on.
“The walls were decorated with fibre matting, skulls, old men’s beards, and other gruesome articles that make up the furniture of barbarian155 homesteads. On the floor in front of him were large calabashes, some full of fruits, others containing fermenting156 toddy. These facts I took in at a glance as Deny stood speechless on one side of me and Sanga clutched my hand on the other side.
“Suddenly he looked up, and said: ‘Vinaka, sirs! glader to see you, o le su, ter-day, savve?’
“So long had it been since he had spoken to his countrymen that he had actually got into the habit of speaking pigeon English! For a little while he regarded us with suspicion, then, as he took another drink of toddy from the calabash that the native girls held to his lips, he became garrulous158. As he spoke157 on I noticed that his speech improved; one could almost hear the awakening160 in his brain of words that had lain dormant161 for years.
“Though I courteously refused to drink of the toddy that he ordered to be handed to me, Deny, to my regret, swallowed more than was good for him. This convivial162 understanding of like appetites seemed to awaken159 his interest in us, for ere long Deny stood before him and sang some old Scottish songs—‘Robin Adair,’ and ‘Will ye no’ come back again?’ I think. He gave orders to his concubines to fetch us sweet taro163, pineapples, and many mixed dishes that were made from indigenous164 fruits. Then he shifted himself, squatted right opposite me, and commenced to ask me questions about England.
“‘Whas London loiker? He! he! he! Does the ole Queen still sit on her throne at Windsor? He! he!’
“Saying that, he gave a lurch165 forward, and I saw that 301the pose he had assumed when we entered his dwelling-place had been dispelled by drivelling intoxication166. Still he raved167 on, nudged me in the ribs168, and shouted toasts to other days! Thrusting his pallid169 face forward, he lifted the coco-nut goblet170, and yelled again and again, ‘’Ows ye b—— ole Queen!’ then he gave me another violent nudge, and roared with laughter.
“‘Nasty-looking ole swine!’ said Deny, as Sanga pinched my arm and said in a quiet voice:
“‘Come away! Come away, Papalagi!’
“I saw that the kiddie didn’t like the look of that man of my race, who leered towards her, and touched her smooth arms. Then Deny and he became reminiscent as they discovered they were both familiar with Fleet Street. I must say I felt a bit ashamed of my comrade, as he too lurched forward and nudged that vile171 Britisher in the ribs. It was plain as plain could be that that cursed toddy stuff had made Deny forget himself.
“‘Deny, Deny!’ I said reprovingly.
“Alas, my pal responded only by looking up at me in an insane way and gurgling out, ’Awl ’ight, pal!’
“As for Yoraka, he opened his slit172 mouth, drivelled like an imbecile, poked173 his pallid tongue out over his sharp-edged, blackened teeth, and yelled:
“‘Do the b—— natives on ye old Thames still wear clothes? He! he! How’s ther Derby racecourse? By the gods of my fathers, I’d giver something for a soda174 and whisky ter-night!’
“Saying this much, as near as I can recall all that he said, he lurched, put his head forward, and pinched little Sanga’s small fat leg! The kiddie almost screamed in her terror.
“‘It’s all right, Sanga. Don’t mind him. He’s only a drunken Britisher,’ said I swiftly, as the degenerate stooped over his toddy calabash and offered Deny another 302gobletful. And all the while this was going on his women and girl wives and servants, squatting on a mat in a semicircle round him, were regarding Deny and me with curious stare.
“‘Do they still read their Bibles—the pot-bellied, wassailed-eyed English? Ye souls of missionaries, I’ve eaten better men than you blooder Englishman!’
“Listening to those wild remarks from a drunken man, and a fugitive British criminal into the bargain, I put his wild sayings down as figures of speech that represented some bitterness in his heart over memories of other days. By now he was drivelling copiously176 at the mouth, the mop of hair had fallen and hung in ringlets on his brow. He resembled some giant chimpanzee as he squatted before us, his narrow eyes glittering, his reddish beard bunched to his neck, as he looked at Deny and me and volleyed forth terrible oaths.
“’Ow’s ole Fleet Street? Did yer chance ter know the barmaid at ole M——’s, Alice M’Gill eh? She was a fine wench; hell, what a figure, a body, he! he! she had!’
“Then he yelped177 forth another volley of disgusting ribaldry that I wouldn’t repeat if you wanted me to.
“While all this was going on, my eyes were squinting178 round, wondering where on earth the girl was whom we had heard so much about.
“Deny had started to sing with Yoraka, who had begun to sing in a drivelling voice:
‘There is a tavern in the town, in the town,
Where my true love sits him down, sits him down.’
“Then Yoraka continued:
‘I’ll ’ang me ’arp oner weepin’ willer tree
And may ther worle go well with thee.’
303“Not liking179 to be left out of the ensemble180, as the assembled wives, girls, and servants beat their hands in a kind of chant,—I saw that the Britisher had taught them all that song, for they chanted it in a rather effective manner,—I took my flute from my breast pocket and commenced to play. It must have been an incongruous sight to see and to hear as that disgusting relic181 of our race squatted there, a grin on his blubbery jowls, as Deny, with lifted hand, sang and made eyes at the passable-looking girls of the royal retinue, and I stood, maestro fashion, my helmet hat bashed against the low roof, performing on the flute. It was whilst this quartette was in progress that the improbable occurred. Suddenly the row of tattooed Fijians, who were huddled by the door of some inner compartment182, all moved as though to make way for someone. The tappa curtains were drawn183 aside. I stopped my flute-playing; Deny opened his mouth and gasped aloud. There she stood, her pale blue eyes open with astonishment as she stared wistfully, like a shadowy-figure in a South Sea picture, on Deny and then on me. It was Yoraka’s, that loathsome184 British criminal’s, daughter!
“To my eyes, which had never before seen a pure-blooded white girl in native costume, expressing all the innocent abandonment of natural life in the pose of her figure and movement of her shapely limbs, she seemed the most impressively beautiful example of charming womanhood that my eyes had ever beheld185. She was sun-tanned from head to feet, as though she had been varnished186 by some artist with a wondrous mixture that resembled a Cremona violin’s hue187 mixed up with sunlight. The picturesque raiment of threaded fern grass that swathed her thighs188, like a loin-cloth, increased the beauty of the picture of that wild white girl who stood there before us. She looked like the pictures I have seen 304of Queen Boadicea. Her hair was a bright golden-bronze hue, like that deep shade seen in the sunset’s aftermath, her rough, loosened tresses falling down to the exquisitely189 curved shoulders, while one or two stray locks fell in front, rippling190 down over her bosom191 to the tasselled raiment that fell in modest modulation192 to her knees. I had a suspicion that she had been told we were there in that palavana, that she had peeped through the tappa-curtains and seen us, and had then gone and arranged her secret toilet to please our eyes. I discovered afterwards that the hue of her hair and the length of her tresses were the pride of the whole tribe, the chiefs giving cattle to Yoraka that they might breathe through her tresses, and so treating her as a goddess!
“I think Deny’s heart went out to her at once. However, I know that when the strains of the flute mingled193 with the notes of the Scottish songs he sang that night, it was very hard to know which sounded the most beseeching194!
“That which struck me forcibly as I scanned the girl’s clear eyes and fine brow was, that she should really be the daughter of the chimpanzee-like debauchee squatting there before us. But, recalling to mind the trite195 old saying, ‘’Tis a wise child that knows its own father,’ I gave the girl the benefit of the doubt; nor did this opinion of mine cast a slur196 on the mother, for by the character of the man before us, none could blame her for bestowing197 her secret affections on another than her ‘rightful lord.’ I confess that the girl had her failings. But they seemed only some natural expression of the innate198 instincts that are prominent in all the actions of her more fortunate, civilized white sisters. For, as I watched, it was quite evident that, notwithstanding Deny’s boisterous199 manner as he ogled200 her, twirling his moustache and assuming a massive gallantry that I had 305not thought him capable of, she favoured his advances; indeed, she actually returned with interest his admiring looks as her eyes roamed up and down his giant figure, that swayed, drunken-wise, before her.
“‘He! he! nicer girl—eh?’ leered Yoraka, as he observed Deny’s infatuated glances.
“Then that heathen scoundrel lurched forward and pinched Sanga’s leg again, putting on such an unholy look as he gazed on her, that I felt like giving him a punch under the ear. I’ve seen Chinamen, Niggers, Kaffirs, Turks, all grades of followers201 of Mohammed, Borneo cannibals, and what not, gaze on young native girls, but the look in that degenerate Britisher’s eyes beat them all for downright wickedness. He looked like some personification of all the guile202, hypocrisy203, power, indescribable lust, and bestiality of white man, that have blighted204 native life in these isles, crammed205 into one skull130, gleaming forth from one pair of terrible eyes, drivelling and chuckling206 from one mouth, expressed on one iron brow, voiced by one filthy207, fang-like tongue.
“Deny’s dead now. I won’t say a word of the further doings of that night. He’d been down with fever too; the weather was terribly muggy208 into the bargain, and that does put a thirst into a man. And, moreover, notwithstanding the hideousness210 of all Yoraka’s actions, and the fright that we both confessed we felt afterwards, through being in his power, there was something fascinating in the novelty of it all. I think it took twelve high chiefs to carry Deny across the rara (space) and lay him down in the hut that had been allotted211 to him, Sanga, and my humble212 self.
“I rubbed my eyes in the morning, wondering if I had dreamed it all. It was no dream though; there was no mistaking the reality of the wild bird’s song that sang in the mountain banyans just outside our hut door. Besides, 306there sat little Sanga, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and Deny was as real as real could be, as he sat there with his head in a large calabash of cold water, cooling his fevered skull!
“We had no sooner eaten the food that the natives brought to us than we were outside in the clear morning air. Our great desire was to see that white girl again.
“‘We must get her away from this hell of a hole,’ said Deny, turning his eyes away from me as though he felt a bit ashamed of himself. Then he said: ‘You got a bit rocky last night, didn’t you, pal?’
“‘A bit rocky!’ said I, feeling disgusted at such an insinuation from my comrade, who had lowered my prestige in that village by his drunken behaviour the night before. But I said nothing. I saw how the wind blew. And it says something for Deny that he was enough ashamed of himself to try and make out that I was as bad as he.
“I won’t go into all the details as to how we finally got to know where the girl was to be found. It will be sufficient to say, that Deny gave two natives plugs of tobacco and promised them another drink from his rum-flask213 if they’d lead us to the den9 where the girl resided. For I must tell you that we had found out by the merest chance that the girl did not live with her parent, but dwelt at the other end of the village, where the high chiefs resided.
“As the natives led us across the cleared village space, we wondered what the girl would think to see us so eager to seek her presence. At last we stood outside a thatched den, just on the outskirts214 of the village.
“In a moment Deny and I made up our minds and entered the hut. The first thing that I did was to upset a cradle wherein lay two whitish-looking kiddies.
307“‘Look like damned half-caste kids,’ said Deny, as we cursed and made a swift attempt to pick them up before the distracted mother appeared. They opened their reddish mouths like two young crows, and made terrific caw-like sounds. Deny put his hand over one’s mouth!
“Suddenly we felt a draught216, the tappa-curtain was flung aside, the white girl stood before us, her eyes blazing as we both held the kids! She really did look like a wild girl, as she stood there before us with her mouth open, in déshabillé, an old torn sulu dangling to her thighs. For a moment I felt embarrassed as I looked at her bare bosom. Then I swiftly realized that she did not understand the novelty of the sight,—a girl of our race dressed like that, showing so much of what should have been her secret toilet, to say the least.
“Perhaps she saw the romantic light in Deny’s eyes as she stared up at our flushed faces. Anyway, she cooled down, and asked us into her homestead.
“That was the first thing she said, as we got out of earshot of the sly-looking old hags who were leaning against the palms smoking cigarettes.
“‘We’ve come to save you!—to take you away from this village,’ whispered Deny, giving her a ravishing look. ‘Take you away to another country where the white men and women live,—understand?—savvy?’ continued Deny, as the girl looked up and simply stared at us.
“At first we thought it might be some haunting remembrance of her childhood days in England that made her stare so. It may have been so. However, the only response she made was to put forth her hand and commence to caress218 the pendant, the brass compass, that 308dangled at the end of my silver watch chain! Then she giggled219 and showed us her babies!
“‘Yours!’ almost yelled Deny.
“The scales fell from our eyes when we learnt from her own lips that those pallid, demon-like-looking kids were hers—twins too!
“‘Where’s he?’ we both ejaculated in a tense whisper, as we looked around.
“She shook her head, did not understand.
“‘The old man, your husband?—the father of the kids?’ said Deny, trying to make her understand.
“Pointing to the floor, she said, ‘He go under, goodee job tooer!’
“‘Dead!’ was Deny’s and my comment. Nor did we shed any tears over the dead heathen’s demise220, I can tell you.
“There she stood before us, innocent-looking as a child, a splendid specimen221 of what an English girl was like when reared up as a savage14. Even as I watched, I thought of the interest she would create in the souls of those who went in for anthropology222.
“I discerned at a glance that she had the instincts of a white woman the world over. As she stared at us she hastily put her hand up to her hair to see if the hibiscus blossoms were in an attractive position. As she squatted on the mat and boldly looked into our eyes, she pulled her picturesque raiment down over the curves of her knees. ‘That’s something that a native woman wouldn’t do,’ was my mental comment. That one little action convinced me that there is an inherent modesty223 in women of the white races that is not conspicuous224 in many of the brown races. For, how did she know that women of our race wore long dresses? All the native women about her wore barely anything at all! Besides, there was the swift, instinctive225 action of an act that could 309only be the result of inherent modesty. Knowing the chance I had of testing the difference between the white and the brown races, I went through all sorts of artful dodges226 to find out the various shades of her character. I put my hand out in a caressing227 way, softly touching228 her fingers so that she might be assured that I was there only out of friendship. Deny did the same.
“To our delight she repsonded by saying, ‘Yorana, Papalagi,’ and then, in a soft, fawning229, cat-like way, returned the caress, touched my wrist, looked into my eyes, and murmured, ‘Oh, whi! whi, nicer,’ alluding230 to the whiteness of my flesh just up under my coat-sleeve. Then, in a really fascinating way, she admired the smoothness of our boyish faces; put her fingers through my golden hair;—I had hair then.” (He was bald as a badger231 as he sat there telling us these things.) “Then Deny took the flask from his pocket and, to my surprise, asked her to take a nip of rum! She gave one sip232, and made a wry233 face as she spat234 the liquid out.
“I looked into her eyes, held her hand, and said:
“‘Wouldn’t you like to leave this village and go across the seas to your own people, see the big cities, large buildings?’
“She only stared at me. I saw that it was all Greek to her. Then I tried to explain civilization to her. I told her that women wore beautiful silken robes to the feet, robes that were adorned235 with flashing gems236. Her eyes sparkled with wonder for a while. She seemed to show true interest only when I described English life, told of the comfortable, cosy237 homes, the hearth-fires in cold weather, and of the little children. Deny looked up at me, noticed my earnest manner, and thought I was mad. So he said after. Sanga squatted just behind us the whole time, staring at the girl with wonder in her eyes, and never said one word.
310“As I told her these things, I watched for some evidence of a desire in her heart to come with us; but the only effect it seemed to have on her was that which one notices on a child when it listens to a fairy story. There was something infinitely sad about it all as she sat there—a girl of our race, lost to the world, irreclaimable, doomed238 to live on in that hell of a village,—a girl with natural beauty shining from her soft, almost wistful-looking eyes. The wind blew gently through the doorway, the palms sighed mournfully on the mountain slopes, and it seemed that the very zephyrs239 caressed240 her with sorrow as they touched the picturesque robe she had put on since we had arrived.
“I can never tell you how Deny and I appealed to that girl, beseeching her to come away with us. For a moment she gazed at us as though in grief, then she put forth her hand and appealed to Deny to give her one of his coat buttons. In a moment my pal had ripped a button off and handed it to her. She held it up in the ray of sunlight that trickled241 through the doorway, and gave a childish cry of pleasure.
“‘Look at her feet,’ said Deny.
“I had never seen such pretty feet before. The nails were like pearls, and, through the foot having never been cramped242 up in boots, the toes were exquisitely curved, the lower contours running up and finishing at the ankles in a charming way. Deny took the liberty of tenderly holding her leg up so that I might admire the curves of the calf, the perfect roundness of the knee. She kept a wary243 eye on him: I’m sure that was the look that I noticed in her eyes. Then, on hearing our impassioned exclamations244, and seeing the appreciative245 glances of our eyes over the beauty of her shape, she gave in; vanity was stronger than modesty. Then Deny spoilt it all; as he held the leg in a graceful246 position, he deliberately247 311kissed the knee! That’s what my eyes saw! Deny swore that it was a mistake, that he fell forward. But I knew Deny well enough, and never before saw anything so deliberate in the way of impassioned acts.
“From that moment she became reserved in her attitude and manner. But, still, I noticed that her eyes softly gleamed as Deny and I and Sanga crept out of the door to answer the command of Yoraka. It was nearly dusk then, and we had to be in Yoraka’s presence by dark.
“It was quite dark when we again stood outside Yoraka’s palatial hut, hesitating before we entered. Then, seeing no way out of it, we entered that home of licentiousness248. All the hanging coco-nut-oil lamps were ablaze249 as we stood there once more in the presence of Yoraka, the native girls all staring at us. I think that I preferred the sight of them to the drunken ribaldry of that British heathen. There was something terrible in his gaze as he looked up at us. I saw the domineering gaze of savagery staring from those cold, blue, British eyes. All the inherent might of my own race—the might that had overthrown250 nation after nation, conquered the world, making all the primitive tribes suppliant251 at her Imperial Feet—seemed to shine forth in the terrible glare of that red-bearded Britisher as he stared at us with sober eyes! By the dim light of the oil-lamps I discerned the tattoo that marked his massive chest and shoulders. It seemed impossible that he was a white man at all, so villainous did he look. Then he commenced to ask a thousand questions as to what we wanted with him. We told him we didn’t want anything of him. Deny came to the rescue like a brick, for Yoraka was getting fierce; he handed him the remainder of his rum. In a moment the man seemed to forget his suspicions; he smacked252 his lips, looked up, and gripped Deny’s hand. 312After that he drank more toddy. He was soon drivelling drunk again. I shall never forget that night if I live to be a thousand years old. As the tribal girls waited on him, he roared forth disgusting songs—putting words of his own to them—and at each loathsome epithet253 spat up in the faces of the frightened harem-women. Looking up into my face he chuckled and roared out uproariously, making remarks about civilized life.
“‘Go back ter your ole Queen on the Thames! He! he! I’d giver ’er——
“‘Ugh! Ugh! who’ thater girl? She belonger you? I eater better girler than that on toast! Savvy?’
“Still I did not gather the terrible import of his remarks as he looked up, drivelling spittle from betel-nut between his clenched254 black teeth, and pinched pretty Sanga’s soft arms!
“‘Comer way! Comer way! Master, don’t your know?’ whispered little Sanga, inclining her curly head sideways as she slightly lifted her pretty eyes, giving me a meaning look.
“But still Deny stared and I stared, as Yoraka grovelled255 on his belly256 and made loathsome remarks to the women around him. Once more he sought Deny’s conversation, and plied257 him with that vile toddy stuff. The night was far advanced when the great climax258 came. Yoraka was poking259 Deny in the ribs, and Deny was nudging Yoraka. The savage Britisher’s brain had once more become reminiscent, for he was shouting and yelling disgusting ribaldry about his memories of London, Fleet Street, the Strand260, and Marble Arch. Then he seemed to become breathless through his own obscenity. He drivelled at the mouth, his head swaying like an imbecile as he lurched forward on his stomach. Then, leaning forward, he took hold of Sanga’s little robe, looked with some terrible meaning into her eyes, took hold of her 313arm’s soft, semi-white flesh between his thumb and forefinger—and pinched it deliciously!
“His hideous209 mouth was emitting spittle from between the gaps of his filthy betel-nut-blackened teeth. I distinctly saw him give a fiendish, hungry leer at the girl as he stroked her leg and said something very unguardedly about ‘Long pig!’ and chuckled ‘Kai! kai! I eater nicer girler!’ He was looking up into Deny’s astonished face as he said that. Then he lifted his drunken eyes to my comrade and said, ‘You giver girler me? I make you great chief here!’
“‘Heavens!’ gasped Deny, as he looked at me. ‘Why, he’s a cannibal!’
“Before I knew, or even realized the terror of the whole business, Deny had expressed his horror of that fiend’s remarks in a most forcible way. It all looked like some unreal picture of horror as Yoraka crouched261 there, grovelling262 on his stomach, the rows of coco-nut-oil lamps sending a ghastly, unreal glare over his face and on the barbarian furniture, boxes, ornamental263 matting, calabashes, and human skulls that hung on the walls. He was paralyzed!—as though he’d had a stroke and had died with his mouth and eyes still half-open with astonishment. The native girls, who had been bringing in platters of cooked yams and gourds of toddy, stood transfixed, like wonderful life-like statues of terra-cotta hue, so still did they all stand there in the dim light, some with arms still outstretched, one leg placed forward, one arm uplifted, their eyes glassy, petrified264 with astonishment—so sudden was the onslaught!
“That representative of a British criminal in savage ‘state,’ rolled his eyes thrice; he seemed to strive to believe his own senses; his mouth was wide open with astonishment and pain, revealing his sharp, dirty teeth, as crash! a second blow knocked them down his throat!
314“‘Ugh! Ugh!’ came like vomited265 sound from that devil’s entrails as Deny stood there at his full height, his eyes afire with rage and drink. My helmet hat was bashed down over my eyes as I leapt forward to stay Deny from quite killing266 our host. In a flash I saw that Deny’s impulsiveness267 would place us at the mercy of the whole tribe. But what cared old Deny?—not a damn! He proceeded to demolish268 Yoraka’s palavana. The native girls, seeing their master prostrated269, recovered and bolted! Catching270 hold of the central post, that was the mainstay for the hut’s support, Deny tore it right out of the ground—crash! the roof had fallen on the top of us!
“In the pandemonium that followed, amid the wild yells of Yoraka, the screams of his concubines and children, I could hardly collect my senses. Sanga was still trembling beside me, was clutching my hand. We were on our stomachs, the heavy débris, planks271, etc., nearly smothering272 us.
“‘Comer, Master!’ murmured Sanga, as she tugged273 my coat and wriggled274 on. By some wonderful instinct she found a pathway through that terror-stricken group of clutching figures, all huddled in mad terror to get out of the smothering débris into the open air. Outside the night was pitch-black, not a star relieving the intense overhead dark as I peered around, calling aloud to my comrade, ‘Deny! Deny!’
“As I stood there, hesitating, for I could not rush off into the forest and leave a pal like that, I felt something brush against me, like the rushing of a wind. It was a regiment88 of those damned cannibals. They had rushed forth from their huts to rescue their master, the White Roko, from the murderous hands of the two Papalagis. They were evidently seeking to locate the exact spot of our host’s late homestead!
315“‘Comer way, Master! They killer you!’ said little Sanga, as she tugged my hand, and I glared round in the darkness, envying that little one’s all-seeing eyes in the gloom. I felt the exultation275 of battle seize my soul. I no longer regretted the fact that Deny had pulled down that homestead of unbridled lust about the b—— cannibal Englishman’s ears! I rushed forward, calling for my pal. Suddenly I collided with the soft, naked bodies of those who were seeking Deny and myself. I heard Deny’s voice just by me. ‘Thank God he’s all right,’ was my mental comment. Then, to my astonishment, I heard Deny roaring forth an old sea chanty at the top of his voice as he clubbed away at the natives in the darkness! ‘O for Rio Grande!’ came to my ears as I too entered the fray276, and wondered if the whole business was some nightmare. My strength was superhuman. For I tell you I was in a terrible funk, and there’s nothing like true, unadulterated funk to make a man brave as a lion, and fight splendidly for his own life!
“I had no weapon whatsoever277 to defend myself with. Deny had a club, I know. Feeling a mass of tangled278 arms clutching for me in the dark, I made a dive and, by good luck, caught what I meant to use as a club—it was a soft, slippery, nude279 savage! I felt the bones creak as I swung that living weapon round and round and aimed unseen blows at the bodies of the savages who tried to catch hold of me in that inky darkness.
“‘Go it, pal!’ yelled Deny. Crash! came the sound of his falling club, then a groan280; another had gone under. Again and again came howls of pain to my ears as the natives fell to the forest floor before my tremendous onslaught as I wielded281 that soft, bulky weapon—a weapon that gave terrified shrieks282 as it attempted to save itself, for the poor devil made frantic283 clutches at the bodies 316I swung him towards as his hands tore at their mops of hair in terror.
“Then Deny came to my assistance, just in time too. But though I’d got a nasty knock on the head and nearly fell, I managed to follow Deny and Sanga as they called me. Then the three of us rushed away down the slopes. By daybreak we were miles away from that cursed village. And I don’t think we stopped more than an hour to rest before we got down to the seaboard.
“When we arrived back in Levuka we made up our minds to go out to the man-o’-war boat that was lying out in the bay, and tell them about Yoraka and his daughter up there in the Kai Tholos village. We were determined284 to get our own back off that bloodthirsty Britisher. We decided to let the matter slide for a day or so. Deny had got a blow on the back of the head during the mêlée and wanted to sleep for a day or so before he had any more excitement.
“It was during this interval285 that that happened which is history now. It was like this. Some sailors from a man-o’-war—three, I think—had gone off up in the mountains on a spree. They were never heard of again. So Commander Goodenough, of the British man-o’-war lying off Levuka, sent a crew of Jack286 Tars287 up to the tribal villages of the mountains to give them a lesson and see if they could hear anything of the missing men. They blew the Kai Tholos villages to smithereens! And it is common knowledge amongst the missionaries and traders to this day that, when they searched amongst the débris, to see if they could find any trace of their comrades, they came across the body of a white girl, clad in barbarian costume and riddled288 with bullets. Just by her side was the body of a white man, clad in a sulu gown. He was tattooed and sunburnt, but there was no mistake about his being a white man. They buried them both up 317there in the mountains, and put a cross on the girl’s grave; no name, just the date of the day when they had found her. Then they buried the man by her side, and, as he was a Britisher, they sounded the Last Post and fired a volley over his grave. And Deny wrapped him up in the union Jack!”
“Well, now! if that’s not the irony289 of fate, and the way of this world all over!” was all I could mutter, as G—— knocked the ashes out of his pipe and finished his story, took his flute from his pocket, and began to warble sweetly, “Scenes that are brightest.”
G—— was a kind of hero to O’Hara and myself after that. We followed him about, and felt the glamour290 of romance shine whenever we stood in his remarkable291 presence. I think it was the very next day that he took us down the river, then across country to a native village, and introduced us both to a fine-looking, native woman. She treated us in good style when G—— told her that we were his friends. I noticed that she looked up into his eyes as though she were some sister of his.
“Who is she?” I ventured to ask him at last.
“It’s her,—the kid we took up into the Kai Tholos mountains that time,—little Sanga,” he replied.
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| n.插座，千斤顶，男人；v.抬起，提醒，扛举；n.（Jake）杰克 | |
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| adj.布满的；充斥的；泛滥的v.解谜，出谜题(riddle的过去分词形式) | |
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