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A few days after the Mama-Reretu affair I rose early, tied up a clean white suit in a pareu, and took the sack wagon to Papeete. It was a Friday before steamer day, the American mail would be in and sorted before noon on Saturday, and there was business to attend to in town. Also, I wished to talk with Mauu about the technique of buying land, for he knew all there was to know about that complicated business.
That night, as we sat at the long table sipping the famous vin ordinaire Baronsac, I told Mauu my troubles, explaining how Tuahu and Mama-Reretu had nearly lost a big tract of their land, and how I wished to buy the property adjoining mine. Then I could afford a home for Tuahu and his family when they had involved themselves inextricably with Ah Jong or some other Chinaman.