"`Perish, reviler of Oro, and his priests!' he cried, and hurled at me a
barbed spear, with so true an aim, that if I had not stooped as it left
his hand, it would have struck my face. Whizzing over my head, it
pierced the tough bark of a bread-fruit tree, ten yards behind me, where
it stood quivering. Instantly catching a club from the hands of a
bystander, he rushed forward to renew the attack. He had reached the
foot of the rock where I stood, when Rokoa with a bound placed himself
between us, and though without any weapon, motioned him back, with a
gesture so commanding, and an air at once so quiet, and so fearless,
that the priest paused. But it was for an instant only; then, without
uttering a word, he aimed a blow full at Rokoa's head. The latter
caught it in his open palm, wrenched the weapon from him, and, adroitly
foiling a furious attempt which he made to grapple with him, once more
stood upon the defensive with an unruffled aspect and not the slightest
appearance of excitement in his manner.
"The baffled priest, livid with rage, looked round for another weapon.
Half a dozen of the men who had arrived upon the ground with him,
uttered a wild yell, and pressed forward with brandished clubs and
spears. Barton and I, placed ourselves by Rokoa's side, the former
handing me one of his pistols. All was tumult and confusion. The
outbreak had been so sudden and unexpected, and what I have just related
had passed so rapidly, that the bystanders had not yet recovered from
the first shock of astonishment and terror. Of the women, some shrieked
and fled from the spot, others threw themselves between us and the armed
natives, or invoked the interference of their brothers and friends for
our protection. Only a few, even of the men, seemed to participate in
the feeling of hostility against us.
"But however inferior in number, the party of our foes far surpassed
that of our friends in resolution and energy. Foremost among them were
the priest and the hard-featured chief, who had been so deeply incensed
by what he regarded as the wanton insults offered him by Barton. A
number of the young men also, whose anger and jealousy had been aroused
by his sudden popularity, and the attention which had been paid us,
sided zealously with the priest and his party, and joined in the clamour
against us.
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