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Show 166 eyes sneak so that her mouth does not need, to." "Yes. Her eyes were what cantured my spirit from the first moment. I am so banpy that you like Moana, Grandmother 'Wetekia. Your approval means much to me." "Our snirits intermingled Immediately. we will get along well," said the old woman, "I smell delightful odors that must surelv come from the gods," said Roa, finally arising. "It is the food for the kai kotore. Hurry, my grandson, for the marriage feast awaits." Sounds of blended singing and the rhythm of the dance arose in pitch and filled the night. The staccato sounds of the women noi dancers beat out a distinct tattoo as the round flaxen balls en their long strings slanned against their hands: nat-nat-nat, nat-nat. Moana, sitting with Wretekia and Marama, and Roa sitting with Turi and Ruruku, were oblivious to it all. Their eyes met over the flames of the fire as on that first night, and a fire burned in each of their hearts. At last they were brought |
