In the grip of the Hawk: A story of the Maori warsHorsley, Reginald
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In the grip of the Hawk: A story of the Maori wars
Horsley, Reginald
Māori (New Zealand people) -- Fiction; New Zealand -- Fiction; New Zealand -- History -- New Zealand Wars, 1860-1872 -- Fiction
[1] The Chatham Islands, a group lying some 300 miles east of New
Zealand. Wari-Kauri is Chatham Island proper.
As the _Stella_ neared the shore, a boat, manned by Maori prisoners,
put off to give what help might be required. In the stern sat a man
who instantly attracted George's attention, and, curiously enough,
the young Englishman seemed at the same moment to become the object
of profound interest on the part of the Maori, who stared at him as
if fascinated.
George had seen many Maoris and admired them; but this one attracted
him strangely, and, certainly, no one looking at the man would have
taken him for a convict. His face was handsome, notwithstanding the
intricate designs carved upon it from brow to chin; his eyes bright,
and so restless that they conveyed the impression of incessantly
shooting points of light. His figure was strong, though not massive,
and much more symmetrical than is usual among his countrymen, who are
generally short legged and long-bodied.
Altogether he was a remarkable man, and he moved among his companions
with a stateliness and an air of condescension which, but for his
impressive appearance, would have seemed ludicrously incongruous. As
his furtive brown eyes, glancing this way and that, encountered those
of George, frankly full of interest and admiration, they fell for an
instant, and then, seeing that the Englishman was about to advance
and speak to him, he clambered hastily over the side and dropped back
into the boat.
'That is an uncommonly fine-looking fellow,' thought George. 'I
wonder what he has done to be cooped up along with those evil-faced
rascals. Not that his own expression is particularly engaging; but
he has not the cut of a convict. And what a figure! I should like
to see more of him.'
It is sometimes unwise to express a wish without previous
consideration, and had George dreamed that he was to be taken at his
word, or even faintly imagined how much more he was to see of this
splendid Maori before all was done, he would have borrowed the
wishing-cap once more, and had himself carried back to Sydney without
delay.
But George was troubled with no sinister anticipations, and he was up
and on deck betimes next morning, for there was much to be done, and
he was not one to shirk that part of his contract which included hard
work. The men had quickly discovered this, and, in consequence,
every one on board liked him, while George, on his side, liked every
one. He gave himself no airs, being sure of his own position, but
respected himself and others, and did loyally what he had agreed to
do. As a natural result he gained the respect and goodwill of those
with whom he was associated.
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