The tumult having called up Mr.
Banks and Tupia, the natives ran to the latter, and solicited his interposition.

All, however, which he could do, as Mr.hicks continued inexorable, was to assure them, that nothing was intended against the life of their companion, and that it was necessary that he should suffer some punishment for his offence.

With this explanation they appeared to be satisfied; and when the punishment had been inflicted, an old man among the spectators, who was supposed to be the criminal's father, gave him a severe beating, and sent him down into his canoe.
Notwithstanding this, the Indians were far from being reconciled to the treatment which their countryman had received.

Their cheerful confidence was gone; and though they promised, at their departure, to return with some fish, the English saw them no more.
On the 29th of November, Lieutenant Cook, Mr.Banks, Dr.Solander, and others with them, were in a situation somewhat critical and alarming.
Having landed upon an island in the neighbourhood of Cape Bret, they were in a few minutes surrounded by two or three hundred people.
Though the Indians were all armed, they came on in so confused and straggling a manner, that it did not appear that any injury was intended by them; and the English gentlemen were determined that hostilities should not begin on their part.

At first the natives continued quiet; but their weapons were held ready to strike, and they seemed to be rather irresolute than peaceable.