Either the _Jessie_ would have to arrive, or he would have to do something.
The bell had hardly rung, sending the labourers into the fields, when Sheldon had a visitor.

He had had the couch taken out on the veranda, and he was lying on it when the canoes paddled in and hauled out on the beach.

Forty men, armed with spears, bows and arrows, and war-clubs, gathered outside the gate of the compound, but only one entered.

They knew the law of Berande, as every native knew the law of every white man's compound in all the thousand miles of the far-flung Solomons.

The one man who came up the path, Sheldon recognized as Seelee, the chief of Balesuna village.