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"
Now
,
Ralph
and
Peterkin
,
make
the
women
and
these
fellows
follow
me
to
the
bower
.
We
'll
entertain
them
as
hospitably
as
we
can
.
"
In
a
few
minutes
the
savages
were
all
seated
on
the
ground
in
front
of
the
bower
,
making
a
hearty
meal
off
a
cold
roast
pig
,
several
ducks
,
and
a
variety
of
cold
fish
,
together
with
an
unlimited
supply
of
cocoa-nuts
,
bread-fruits
,
yams
,
taro
,
and
plums
--
with
all
of
which
they
seemed
to
be
quite
familiar
and
perfectly
satisfied
.
Meanwhile
we
three
,
being
thoroughly
knocked
up
with
our
day
's
work
,
took
a
good
draught
of
cocoa-nut
lemonade
,
and
throwing
ourselves
on
our
beds
,
fell
fast
asleep
.
The
savages
,
it
seems
,
followed
our
example
,
and
in
half-an-hour
the
whole
camp
was
buried
in
repose
.
How
long
we
slept
I
can
not
tell
;
but
this
I
know
--
that
when
we
lay
down
the
sun
was
setting
,
and
when
we
awoke
it
was
high
in
the
heavens
.
I
awoke
Jack
,
who
started
up
in
surprise
,
being
unable
at
first
to
comprehend
our
situation
.
"
Now
,
then
,
"
said
he
,
springing
up
,
"
let
's
see
after
breakfast
.
--
Hallo
,
Peterkin
,
lazy
fellow
!
how
long
do
you
mean
to
lie
there
?
"
Peterkin
yawned
heavily
.
"
Well
,
"
said
he
,
opening
his
eyes
and
looking
up
after
some
trouble
,
"
if
it
is
n't
tomorrow
morning
,
and
me
thinking
it
was
today
all
this
time
--
Hallo
,
Venus
!
where
did
you
come
from
?
You
seem
tolerably
at
home
,
anyhow
.
Bah
!
might
as
well
speak
to
the
cat
as
to
you
--
better
,
in
fact
,
for
it
understands
me
,
and
you
do
n't
.
"
This
remark
was
called
forth
by
the
sight
of
one
of
the
elderly
females
,
who
had
seated
herself
on
the
rock
in
front
of
the
bower
,
and
having
placed
her
child
at
her
feet
,
was
busily
engaged
in
devouring
the
remains
of
a
roast
pig
.
By
this
time
the
natives
outside
were
all
astir
,
and
breakfast
in
an
advanced
state
of
preparation
.
During
the
course
of
it
we
made
sundry
attempts
to
converse
with
the
natives
by
signs
,
but
without
effect
.
At
last
we
hit
upon
a
plan
of
discovering
their
names
.
Jack
pointed
to
his
breast
and
said
"
Jack
"
very
distinctly
;
then
he
pointed
to
Peterkin
and
to
me
,
repeating
our
names
at
the
same
time
.
Then
he
pointed
to
himself
again
and
said
"
Jack
,
"
and
laying
his
finger
on
the
breast
of
the
chief
,
looked
inquiringly
into
his
face
.
The
chief
instantly
understood
him
,
and
said
"
Tararo
"
twice
distinctly
.
Jack
repeated
it
after
him
,
and
the
chief
,
nodding
his
head
approvingly
,
said
"
Chuck
,
"
on
hearing
which
Peterkin
exploded
with
laughter
.
But
Jack
turned
,
and
with
a
frown
rebuked
him
,
saying
,
"
I
must
look
even
more
indignantly
at
you
than
I
feel
,
Peterkin
,
you
rascal
,
for
these
fellows
do
n't
like
to
be
laughed
at
.
"
Then
turning
towards
the
youngest
of
the
women
,
who
was
seated
at
the
door
of
the
bower
,
he
pointed
to
her
;
whereupon
the
chief
said
"
Avatea
,
"
and
pointing
towards
the
sun
,
raised
his
finger
slowly
towards
the
zenith
,
where
it
remained
steadily
for
a
minute
or
two
.
"
What
can
that
mean
,
I
wonder
?
"
said
Jack
,
looking
puzzled
.
"
Perhaps
,
"
said
Peterkin
,
"
the
chief
means
she
is
an
angel
come
down
to
stay
here
for
a
while
.
If
so
,
she
's
an
uncommonly
black
one
!
"
We
did
not
feel
quite
satisfied
with
this
explanation
,
so
Jack
went
up
to
her
and
said
"
Avatea
.
"
The
woman
smiled
sadly
and
nodded
her
head
,
at
the
same
time
pointing
to
her
breast
and
then
to
the
sun
in
the
same
manner
as
the
chief
had
done
.
We
were
much
puzzled
to
know
what
this
could
signify
;
but
as
there
was
no
way
of
solving
our
difficulty
,
we
were
obliged
to
rest
content
.
