ABSTRACT
Tiahoui, in her effusiveness had embraced Rarahu by rubbing noses, after an old Maori fashion now obsolete, which was a reminiscence of her childhood and her barbarous home. She put her little nose against Rarahu's round cheek and sniffed hard. Thus, by sniffing, the South Sea Islanders were wont to embrace; kissing with the lips they learnt from Europeans. And Rarahu, in the midst of her tears gave me a comical glance and a smile of understanding, as much as to say:
