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Show - Ik3 - was a rustle in the ferns and there, walking toward him and smiling, was his blue-eved friend. They rushed together and embraced. Henry was dressed in finery of creased trousers and a white linen shirt. The sun glistened upon his golden hair and emphasized his handsome features. In contrast, Roa wore only a flaxen loin skirt, and the brightness of the day made his dark hair and skin stand out vividly against the white sand. Roa smiled broadly as he spoke. "E hoa, mv friend, you honor me by being dressed in such fine array. I have been extremely concerned about your well being." "And I of yours. I have been unable to come until now. I secretly slinned away from a town council meeting. There is much talk among a few of my peonle about war and reprisal against your people because of the death of Doctor Erickson." "Yes, my father was afraid of this. He immediately executed the men responsible for the horrible deed. My father and I had angry words of disagreement over the executions. He felt that it must be so to show your people that his word was truth and could not be lightly broken. I do not |
