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Show - *7 - on his side more Maoris than he had ever seen gathered together. On Henry's si^e x^ras an equally large crox%Td of Pakehas. He did not know if they were gathered for a mighty battle or for another purpose. Before any more was revealed unto his soirit it returned to his body and he awoke into the conscious world. He was perspiring and crying out. His mother was rubbing his head soothingly and comforting him. Roa snoke softly, but hoarsely, "I am sorry I awakened you, my mother. I am ashamed if I cried out like a child. It was as though the gods were sneaking to me and had something of importance to tell me, but I cannot understand their message." "There is nothing for you to be ashamed, of, my son," his mother said, holding him to her. "Perhaos the gods do s^eak to you of something Important, which you may not understand until you are a man. Now return to the world of peaceful slee1^, and I will watch over you." He awoke early again, while his family still slept. A driving compulsion was within him to see if he could make contact once again with the Pakeha, Henry Busby. His feet nadding softly on the dirt |