Outing . onderous-limbed Goliath, whomthe Fijians led out like a blue-ribbonbull at a stock-show at this juncture,had been kept out of sight all day, evi-dently through fear of awakening a pro-test on our parts. He was one mass ofhair and rolling muscles from head to - ?•^9stesi B^?aKit>^ifi3 ?g^zm a . \ - THE FIJIANS ASSEMBLING FOR THE BOXING BOUTS heel, and needed only a knotted war-clubto complete the illusion of having steppedout of the Stone Age upon the green ofMbau. Just such a cannibal as old Thakam-bau must have kept for a Lord HighExecutioner, I told myself, and shud-dered at the
Outing . onderous-limbed Goliath, whomthe Fijians led out like a blue-ribbonbull at a stock-show at this juncture,had been kept out of sight all day, evi-dently through fear of awakening a pro-test on our parts. He was one mass ofhair and rolling muscles from head to - ?•^9stesi B^?aKit>^ifi3 ?g^zm a . \ - THE FIJIANS ASSEMBLING FOR THE BOXING BOUTS heel, and needed only a knotted war-clubto complete the illusion of having steppedout of the Stone Age upon the green ofMbau. Just such a cannibal as old Thakam-bau must have kept for a Lord HighExecutioner, I told myself, and shud-dered at the unpleasant thought. Of course,I knew thathe could notbox; but itwas alsoequally plainthat nothingless than acharge ofdynamitewould haveany effectupon his iron-ribbed stood re-garding himwith dismayas To m—they werestill fanningthe prostrateBertie with ataro leaf—began to tieon my gloves. Theyveput up agame on us,he said quiet-ly, trying to the starter. the pistolknead the fijtan war-drum. padding away from over the knuckles ofmy left hand. That chaps a hard nut,and theyve brought him over from Rewajust because Bertie was telling them lastnight that you were the champion ofAmerica. Its a dirty trick, but itllonly start a row if we try to call theturn. Go ahead as if nothing was wrong, butbe sure notto try any wellat least get adraw out ofit. Ill tellyou abouthim dontforget. Keepclear! It was withthat sound in-junction wellin mind thatI stepped outto where thegl owerin ggorilla waswaiting inthe middle ofthe circle. For a fewseconds westood staringstupidly ateach other,and then, be-cause I was [709] was an old 710 OUTING too nervous to re-main quiet, I be-gan dancing roundmy stolid followed mewith his head, owl-fashion, not mov-ing his huge, flatfeet until I was al-most behind him. Hes slower eventhan I thought, Itold myself, and be-gan feeling prancingin a couple of cir-cles without mak-ing my burly an-tagonist do
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