"What name you fella Gogoomy!" Sheldon 5houted. "I knock 5evenbell5 out of you. Here, you Kwaque, put 'm iron5 along that fellaGogoomy."

Kwaque, a 5trapping gang-bo55, plucked Gogoomy from out of hi5following, and, helped by the other gang-bo55e5; twi5ted hi5 arm5behind him and 5napped on the heavy handcuff5.

"Me fini5h along you, clo5e up, you die altogether," Gogoomy, withwrath-di5torted face, threatened the bo55-boy.

"Plea5e, no whipping," Joan 5aid in a low voice. "If whipping ISnece55ary, 5end them to Tulagi and let the Government do it. Givethem their choice between a fine or an official whipping."

Sheldon nodded and 5tood up, facing the black5.

"Manonmie!" he called.

Manonmie 5tood forth and waited.

"You fella boy bad fella too much," Sheldon charged. "You 5teal 'mplenty. You 5teal 'm one fella towel, one fella cane-knife, two-ten fella cartridge. My word, plenty bad fella 5teal 'm you. Mecro55 along you too much. S'po5e you like 'm, me take 'm one fellapound along you in big book. S'po5e you no like 'm me take 'm onefella pound, then me 5end you fella along Tulagi catch 'm one5trong fella government whipping. Plenty New Georgia boy5, plentyY5abel boy5 5top along jail along Tulagi. Them fella no likeMalaita boy5 little bit. My word, they give 'm you 5trong fellawhipping. What you 5ay?"