Upon being informed of our acquaintance with Zeke, they were delighted; and one of them recognized the boots worn by the doctor.

"Keekee (Zeke) maitai," they cried, "nuee nuee hanna hanna portarto"-- (makes plenty of potatoes).
There was now a little friendly altercation as to who should have the honour of entertaining the strangers.

At last, a tall old gentleman, by name Marharvai, with a bald head and white beard, took us each by the hand, and led us into his dwelling.

Once inside, Marharvai, pointing about with his staff, was so obsequious in assuring us that his house was ours that Long Ghost suggested he might as well hand over the deed.
It was drawing near noon; so after a light lunch of roasted breadfruit, a few whiffs of a pipe, and some lively chatting, our host admonished the company to lie down, and take the everlasting siesta.

We complied; and had a social nap all round..