Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand WarHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand War
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Māori (New Zealand people) -- Juvenile fiction; New Zealand -- History -- Juvenile fiction
There was a general negative. The day had been very warm, and having
been walking about for hours no one felt any inclination to make a fresh
start. The following morning the vessel began to unload her cargo. Some
of the older passengers declared that they had had enough of shore, and
should not land--at any rate until the afternoon. The rest went ashore;
but the greater part of them returned at lunch-time, and the heat in the
afternoon was so great that none cared to land again.
In the evening the two Allens and Wilfrid agreed to go ashore to visit a
theatre. Mr. Atherton said that as he had no inclination to melt away
all at once he would not join them, but would land with them and stroll
about for a time, and see the town in its evening aspect. Several other
parties were made up among the male passengers, and one or two of the
ladies accompanied their husbands.
Wilfrid and the Allens did not stay out the performance. The heat was
very great, and as they did not understand a word of the dialogue they
soon agreed that it would be more pleasant to stroll about, or to sit
down in the open air before a café and sip iced drinks.
Accordingly after walking about for a while they sat down before a café
in the Grand Square, and as they sipped iced lemonade looked on with
much amusement at the throng walking up and down.
"It is later than I thought," James Allen said, looking at his watch.
"It is nearly twelve o'clock, and high time for us to be on board."
They started to make what they thought would prove a short cut down to
the landing-place; but as usual the short cut proved delusive, and they
soon found themselves wandering in unknown streets. They asked several
persons they met the way down to the water, but none of them understood
English, and it was a considerable time before they emerged from the
streets on to the line of quays.
"We are ever so much too far to the right," James Allen said as they
looked round. "I fancy that is the ship's light not far from the shore
half a mile away on the left. I hope we shall find some boatmen to take
us off; it would be rather awkward finding ourselves here for the night
in a place where no one understands the language."
"I think we should manage all right," Wilfrid said. "We know the way
from the place where we landed up into the part where the hotels are,
and are sure to find people there who understand English. Still I hope
it will not come to that. They would be in a great fidget on board if we
were not to turn up to-night."
"I do not think they would be alarmed," James Allen replied. "Every one
is in bed and asleep long ago, and we should be on board in the morning
before the steward went to our cabin and found that we were missing. I
consider we are quite safe in that respect, but Atherton might be doing
something if he found we did not come back."
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