"And what do you think of the nigger-chaser ?" "I'm thinking we have a task before us to train him in to the house-boys," she called back.
"And to your Tahitians, too.

Look out, Noah! Run for it!" Satan, having satisfied himself that the tree-perches were unassailable, was charging straight for the big Tahitian.
But Noah stood his ground, though somewhat irresolutely, and Satan, to every one's surprise, danced and frisked about him with laughing eyes and wagging tail.
"Now, that is what I might call a proper dog," was Joan's comment.

"He is at least wiser than you, Mr.Sheldon.

He didn't require any teaching to recognize the difference between a Tahitian and a black boy.

What do you think, Noah?
Why don't he bite you?
He savvee you Tahitian eh ?" Noa Noah shook his head and grinned.
"He no savvee me Tahitian," he explained.