By Reef and Palm by Louis Becke
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* * * * * The sight of the inanimate thing that had given no sign of its agony beyond the shudderings and twitchings of torn and mutilated flesh was, perhaps, disappointing to the tiger who stood and watched the dark stream that flowed down on both sides of the boat. Loloku touched his arm--"Mesi, stay thy hand. She is dead else." "Ah," said O'Shea, "that would be a pity; for with one hand shall she live to plant taro." And, hatchet in hand, he walked in between the two brown women who held her hands. They moved aside and let go. Then O'Shea swung his arm; the blade of the hatchet struck into the planking, and the right hand of Sera fell on the sand. A man put his arms around her, and lifted her off the boat. He placed his hand on the blood-stained bosom and looked at Macy O'Shea. "E MATE! [Dead!]" he said. THE RANGERS OF THE TIA KAU |
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