Too well he knew the natives of Malaita to turn her over to them anywhere on the island.

Chief Ishikola of Su'u had offered five twenties of drinking coconuts for her, and Bau, a bush chief, had offered two chickens on the beach at Malu.

But this last offer had been accompanied by a sneer, and had tokened the old rascal's scorn of the girl's scrawniness.

Failing to connect with the missionary brig, the _Western_ _Cross_, on which she would not have been eaten, Captain Van Horn had been compelled to keep her in the cramped quarters of the _Arangi_ against a problematical future time when he would be able to turn her over to the missionaries.
But toward him the girl had no heart of gratitude because she had no brain of understanding.

She, who had been sold for a fat pig, considered her pitiful role in the world to be unchanged.