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Robert Louis Stevenson
place, and more's the pity if there isn't! It was
good to foot the grass, to look aloft at the green mountains, to see the
men with their green wreaths and the women in their bright dresses, red
and blue. On we went, in the strong sun and the cool shadow, liking
both; and all the children in the town came trotting after with their
shaven heads and their brown bodies, and raising a thin kind of a cheer
in our wake, like crowing poultry.
"By-the-bye," says Case, "we must get you a wife."
"That's so," said I; "I had forgotten."
There was a crowd of girls about us, and I pulled myself up and looked
among them like a Bashaw. They were all dressed out for the sake of
the ship being in; and the women of Falesa are a handsome lot to see. If
they have a fault, they are a trifle broad in the beam; and I was just
thinking so when Case touched me.

"That's pretty," says he.
I saw one coming on the other side alone. She had been fishing; all she
wore was a chemise, and it was wetted through. She was young and
very slender for an island maid, with a long face, a high forehead, and a
shy, strange, blindish look, between a cat's and a baby's.
"Who's she?" said I. "She'll do."
"That's Uma," said Case, and he called her up and spoke to her in the
native. I didn't know what he said; but when he was in the midst she
looked up at me quick and timid, like a child dodging a blow, then
down again, and presently smiled. She had a wide mouth, the lips and
the chin cut like any statue's; and the smile came out for a moment and
was gone. Then she stood with her head bent, and heard Case to an end,
spoke back in the pretty Polynesian voice, looking him full in the face,
heard him again in answer, and then with an obeisance started off. I had
just a share of the bow, but never another shot of her eye, and there was
no more word of smiling.
"I guess it's all right," said Case. "I guess you can have her. I'll make it
square with the old lady. You can have your pick of the lot for a plug of
tobacco," he added, sneering.
I suppose it was the smile stuck in my memory, for I spoke back sharp.
"She doesn't look that sort," I cried.
"I don't know that she is," said Case. "I believe she's as right as the mail.
Keeps to herself, don't go round with the gang, and that. O no, don't
you misunderstand me - Uma's on the square." He spoke eager, I
thought, and that surprised and pleased me. "Indeed," he went on, "I
shouldn't make so sure of getting her, only she cottoned to the cut of
your jib. All you have to do is to keep dark and let me work the mother
my own way; and I'll bring the girl round to the captain's for the
marriage."
I didn't care for the word marriage, and I said so.
"Oh, there's nothing to hurt in the marriage," says he. "Black Jack's the
chaplain."
By this time we had come in view of the house of these three white
men; for a negro is counted a white man, and so is a Chinese! a strange
idea, but common in the islands. It was a board house with a strip of
rickety verandah. The store was to the front, with a counter, scales, and
the poorest possible display of trade: a case or two of tinned meats; a

barrel of hard bread; a few bolts of cotton stuff, not to be compared
with mine; the only thing well represented being the contraband,
firearms and liquor. "If these are my only rivals," thinks I, "I should do
well in Falesa." Indeed, there was only the one way they could touch
me, and that was with the guns and drink.
In the back room was old Captain Randall, squatting on the floor native
fashion, fat and pale, naked to the waist, grey as a badger, and his eyes
set with drink. His body was covered with grey hair and crawled over
by flies; one was in the corner of his eye - he never heeded; and the
mosquitoes hummed about the man like bees. Any clean-minded man
would have had the creature out at once and buried him; and to see him,
and think he was seventy, and remember he had once commanded a
ship, and come ashore in his smart togs, and talked big in bars and
consulates, and sat in club verandahs, turned me sick and sober.
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