be no more heard of. Think of this person, and that
person; think of Hua, who was a noble of the House of Representatives,
and went to Honolulu every year; and not a bone or a hair of him was
found. Remember Kamau, and how he wasted to a thread, so that his wife
lifted him with one hand. Keola, you are a baby in my father's hands; he
will take you with his thumb and finger and eat you like a shrimp."

Now Keola was truly afraid of Kalamake, but he was vain too; and these
words of his wife incensed him.

"Very well," said he, "if that is what you think of me, I will show how
much you are deceived." And he went straight to where his father-in-law
was sitting in the parlour.

"Kalamake," said he, "I want a concertina."

"Do you indeed?" said Kalamake.

"Yes," said he, "and I may as well tell you plainly, I mean to have it.
A man who picks up dollars on the beach can certainly afford a
concertina."

"I had no idea you had so much spirit," replied the sorcerer. "I thought
you were a timid, useless lad, and I cannot describe how much pleased I
am to find I was mistaken. Now I begin to think I may have found an
assistant and successor in my difficult business. A concertina? You
shall have the best in Honolulu. And to-night, as soon as it is dark,
you and I will go and find the money."

"Shall we return to the beach?" asked Keola.

"No, no!" replied Kalamake; "you must begin to learn more of my secrets.
Last time I taught you to pick shells; this time I shall teach you to
catch fish. Are you strong enough to launch Pili's boat?"

"I think I am," returned Keola. "But why should we not take your own,
which is afloat already?"

"I have a reason which you will understand thoroughly before to-morrow,"
said Kalamake. "Pili's boat is the better suited for my purpose. So, if
you please, let us meet there as soon as it is dark; and in the
meanwhile let us keep our own counsel, for there is no cause to let the
family into our business."

Honey is not more sweet than was the voice of Kalamake, and Keola could
scarce contain his satisfaction.

"I might have had my concertina weeks ago," thought he, "and there is
nothing needed in this world but a little courage."

Presently after he espied Lehua weeping, and was half in a mind to tell
her all was well.

"But no," thinks he; "I shall wait till I can show her the concertina;
we shall see what the chit will do then. Perhaps she will understand in
the future that her husband