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
Another surprise, but this time an agreeable one. It was Te Karearea
who replied: 'None, Hortoni. I had knowledge of Big Man's plot--it
matters not how.' George thought that he knew. 'I gave orders,
therefore, that at a certain moment every Pakeha on deck should be
secured--save only yourself,' with a courteous bow. 'So Big Man and
those with him walked into my trap which I had set, and my young men
have done as I bade them--all save the stupid Paeroa, who blundered
up against you, and--and--the _mere_ of TUMATAUENGA smote him.'
There was a tremulous note in his voice, and he glanced furtively
over his shoulder, while his lips moved as he muttered something
beneath his breath.
At their chief's last words the Maoris huddled together in awed
surprise, and some of them followed his example and murmured a
karakia, or charm, to keep off invisible powers.
Again George was puzzled. What was the matter with every one
to-night? At the same time he was greatly relieved; but, not wishing
to show his satisfaction too plainly, rallied the chief upon his
manifest trepidation.
'Since there are no dead men, why do you mutter a _karakia_, O Hawk
of the Mountain?' he said. 'Are you afraid that _Taniwha_ will come
out of the sea and----'
He broke off in amazement, for Te Karearea's teeth were chattering
and his eyes rolling wildly. Evidently he was under the dominion of
some fearful emotion. Thrice he essayed to speak and thrice failed,
while the Maoris, comprehending nothing but the one awesome word, and
perceiving, as they thought, its effect upon their leader, shrank
away, quaking with dread and muttering, '_Taniwha! Taniwha!_' in
terror of what might happen even now.
In the light of the dying flare Bigham caught George's eye. His look
plainly said: 'You have thrown these fellows into such a mortal funk
by something you have said, that, at a sign from you, the crew will
take heart and sweep the whole lot into the sea before they know
where they are.'
Something like this George read in the mate's expression, and for one
instant he hesitated. Was he indeed bound to keep a parole given
under such circumstances? And then the deeply rooted principles,
early implanted, asserted themselves. The word of a gentleman, once
passed, even to a 'darned nigger,' must be sacred. With an almost
imperceptible shake of the head at Bigham, he turned again to Te
Karearea, whose composure was by this time restored, and demanded his
intentions with regard to the twice-taken prisoners.
Te Karearea, with his head turned aside, laughed shortly and waved
his hand with a gesture implying that the behaviour of a few foolish
Pakehas was unworthy of his serious consideration, and his men, quick
to understand him, released their hold of the dejected sailors and
allowed them to make their way below.
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