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-"Tago! Where's Tagi?" Captain Prospect growled, poking his head out of the companionway. "Takataka! Turn out that Palmerston Islander! Get all the gear out of Ropati's canoe! He'll want to go ashore and sleep, now that he's brought my ship to anchor! Oli-Oli! Where's that lazy Puka-Pukan? Where's my tea? Why ain't you got the water boiling? You've been asleep? Asleep! My knee!" The captain is always irritable before he has gulped his morning's cup of tea.
Tagi and Takataka helped us slide our sailing canoe into the water, the cowboys piled into it, I followed them, and we shoved off. Captain Prospect and his crew would come later, in their own canoe, for seafaring men seem to find a sort of satisfaction in remaining on their ship a few hours after she has reached her port, perhaps to taste the joys of shore life in anticipation as they let their eyes rove here and there.