"What do Okes say to him?"

"They say 'O.'"

Now that I brought my man Friday to know that Beek was not the
true God, such was the sense he had of my worth, that I had fears
lest I should stand in the place of Beek. I did my best to call
forth his faith in Christ, and make it strong and clear, till at
last--thanks be to the Lord--I brought him to the love of Him,
with the whole grasp of his soul.

To please my poor slave, I gave him a sketch of my whole life; I
told him where I was born, and where I spent my days when a
child. He was glad to hear tales of the land of my birth, and of
the trade which we keep up, in ships, with all parts of the known
world. I gave him a knife and a belt, which made him dance with
joy.

One day as we stood on the top of the hill at the east side of
the isle, I saw him fix his eyes on the main land, and stand for
a long time to, gaze at it; then jump and sing, and call out to
me.

"What do you see?" said I.

"Oh joy!" said he, with a fierce glee in his eyes, "Oh glad! There
see my land!"

Why did he strain his eyes to stare at this land, as if he had a