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
With Terence gazing, wonder-struck, and Te Karearea glancing
fearfully at him, George still stood with rigid muscles and set
smile, though he was deadly pale. He was, indeed, as much amazed as
any of them at his marvellous escape. So many queer things had
happened, that it never occurred to him then, any more than to the
least intelligent among the Hau-haus, that in the hurry of loading an
unfamiliar weapon, the Maori who owned the gun had probably forgotten
to put in the wad over the ball, which had naturally rolled out of
the barrel long before the gun was fired.[2]
[2] A fact.
For all his outward coolness, he was shaken and spent, and it was
only by the supremest effort that he managed to control his quivering
nerves and stand there, calm and smiling, as if he had anticipated
this very result.
Te Karearea was almost as frightened as were his men, and the
temptation he felt to run along with them warred hard against the
necessity for keeping up his dignity in their presence. But his iron
will conquered, and presently he turned to George and said with a
forced smile: 'Teach me your magic, Hortoni, I pray you. We Hau-haus
claim to be invulnerable in battle, but----'
But George, now that the strain was lifted, felt suddenly limp and
intensely desirous of being left alone. So with a protesting wave of
the hand he cut into the chief's speech. 'Another time, O Hawk of
the Mountain, we will talk of this wonder. Now I go to give thanks
to my God, who is stronger than TUMATAUENGA, and who twice within the
hour has saved me from death.'
He was about to withdraw when a thought struck him, and, pointing to
the prostrate Pokeke, he said: 'I claim that man to do with as I
will.'
'He is yours,' Te Karearea assented laconically, and, closely
followed by Terence, George entered the bush and disappeared.
CHAPTER XVI
SPLENDIDE MENDAX
George, as has been said, had never thought of the simple explanation
of the amazing incident just related; but he readily accepted it when
suggested by Terence, for his healthy mind revolted from the constant
association with the apparently supernatural which circumstances
forced upon him. It was better and wiser, he felt, to esteem these
mysterious happenings capable of eventual solution, than to drift
into the habit of regarding them as inexplicable by natural means.
'If it ever comes to a fight, you will have it all your own way,'
laughed Terence, 'for none of them will have the nerve to tackle you.'
'When I left home, I had no idea that I should become a person of
such importance,' George said, smiling. 'Come; let us get back to
the chief.'
As they appeared at the edge of the clearing, Te Karearea came up all
smiles and explanations; but the Hau-haus looked askance at them,
those nearest to them hastening to increase their distance.
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