Meanwhile the Maoris had taken refuge in the hills, whence the cries of their sentinels could be heard by day and their signal fires be descried by night.
Crozet moralizes on the malignant and unprovoked treachery of these savages.

He pours out his contempt on the Parisian _philosophes_ who idealized primitive man and natural virtue.

For his part he would rather meet a lion or a tiger, for then he would know what to do! But there is another side to the story.

The memory of the _Wi-Wi_,[1] "the bloody tribe of Marion," lingered long in the Bay of Islands.

Fifty years after Captain Cruise was told by the Maoris how Marion had been killed for burning their villages.