Nak," she added, "is he who went before me when you were dancing with Yolara, Larry." She stole a swift, mischievous glance at him.

"He is headman of all the _Akka_." "Just what forces can we muster against them when they come, darlin' ?" said Larry.
"Darlin' ?"--the Golden Girl had caught the caress of the word--"what's that ?" "It's a little word that means Lakla," he answered.

"It does--that is, when I say it; when you say it, then it means Larry." "I like that word," mused Lakla.
"You can even say Larry darlin'!" suggested O'Keefe.
"Larry darlin'!" said Lakla.

"When they come we shall have first of all my _Akka_--" "Can they fight, _mavourneen_ ?" interrupted Larry.
"Can they fight! My _Akka_!" Again her eyes flashed.

"They will fight to the last of them--with the spears that give the swift rotting, covered, as they are, with the jelly of those _Saddu_ there--" She pointed through a rift in the foliage across which, on the surface of the sea, was floating one of the moon globes--and now I know why Rador had warned Larry against a plunge there.