This too has been my dream; wherein your face
Shone like a beacon.

[Repels RALPH as he starts forward.]

But I know your race,
Too well, too well. I know how such dreams end,
You could not claim me in your land, my friend,
For colour prejudice is rampant there.

RALPH (impetuously)

But I will stay for ever here, I swear, -

FLOWER GIRL

Nay, do not swear, you would but break the vow
As many another has. Our tropic sun
Affects men like a fever; when 'tis run,
Then their delusions pass. Oh leave me now;
I hear the whistle of your ship,--adieu!
Alohoa oie--may God be with you.

[Enter ETHEL hurriedly]

Come, Ralph, your mother and your sister wait
Quite frantic at the pier, lest you be late.
They sent me for you.

[Exit RALPH with ETHEL; he looks back and flings GIRL a wreath. GIRL