Chapter Thirty-three

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

THE STRANGER AGAIN ARRIVES IN THE VALLEY--SINGULAR INTERVIEW WITH
HIM--ATTEMPT TO ESCAPE--FAILURE--MELANCHOLY SITUATION--SYMPATHY
OF MARHEYO

'MARNOO, Marnoo pemi!' Such were the welcome sounds which fell
upon my ear some ten days after the events related in the
preceding chapter. Once more the approach of the stranger was
heralded, and the intelligence operated upon me like magic.
Again I should be able to converse with him in my own language;
and I resolve at all hazards to concert with him some scheme,
however desperate, to rescue me from a condition that had now
become insupportable.

As he drew near, I remembered with many misgivings the
inauspicious termination of our former interview, and when he
entered the house, I watched with intense anxiety the reception
he met with from its inmates. To my joy, his appearance was
hailed with the liveliest pleasure; and accosting me kindly, he
seated himself by my, side, and entered into conversation with
the natives around him. It soon appeared however, that on this
occasion he had not any intelligence of importance to
communicate. I inquired of him from whence he had just come? He
replied from Pueearka, his native valley, and that he intended to
return to it the same day.

At once it struck me that, could I but reach that valley under
his protection, I might easily from thence reach Nukuheva by
water; and animated by the prospect which this plan held, out I
disclosed it in a few brief words to the stranger, and asked him
how it could be best accomplished. My heart sunk within me, when
in his broken English he answered me that it could never be
effected. 'Kanaka no let you go nowhere,' he said; 'you taboo.
Why you no like to stay? Plenty moee-moee (sleep)--plenty ki-ki
(eat)--plenty wahenee (young girls)--Oh, very good place Typee!
Suppose you no like this bay, why you come? You no hear about
Typee? All white men afraid Typee, so no white men come.'

These words distressed me beyond belief; and when I had again
related to him the circumstances under which I had descended into
the valley, and sought to enlist his sympathies in my behalf by
appealing to the bodily misery I had endure, he listened with
impatience, and cut me short by exclaiming passionately, 'Me no
hear you talk any more; by by Kanaka get mad, kill you and me
too. No you see he no want you to speak at all?--you see--ah!
by by you no mind--you get well, he kill you, eat you, hang you
head up there, like Happar Kanaka.--Now you listen--but no talk
any more. By by I go;--you see way I go--Ah! then some night
Kanaka all moee-moee (sleep)--you run away, you come Pueearka. I
speak Pueearka Kanaka--he no harm you--ah! then I take you my