Tu-Kila-Kila motioned Felix and Muriel into the nearest hut.

It was the one where the two Shadows lay crouching in terror among the native mats.

As the god tried to enter, the two cowering wretches set up a loud shout, "Taboo! Taboo! Mercy! Mercy! Mercy!" Tu-Kila-Kila retreated with a contemptuous smile.

"I want to see you alone," he said, in Polynesian, to Felix.

"Is the other hut empty?
If not, go in and cut their throats who sit there, and make the place a solitude for Tu-Kila-Kila." "There is no one in the hut," Felix answered, with a nod, concealing his disgust at the command as far as he was able.
"That is well," Tu-Kila-Kila answered, and walked into it carelessly.
Felix followed him close and deemed it best to make Muriel enter also.
As soon-as they were alone, Tu-Kila-Kila's manner altered greatly.