Moto had called to the man who had been waiting for Dick, to come and help them; but he, supposedly, had gone, and there was no time to think more about him just then. The dog had remained chained, and very naturally had barked wildly throughout the excitement. Later, when the women went into the house and found that the little boy was missing, Moto remembered about the man, and when he told Mrs. Malua, it had frightened her desperately, because she was at once sure that he had taken the boy; though Moto could not imagine why she should think that, when it was more likely that the youngster had wandered out and got lost or fallen over the pali. Anyway, Mrs. Malua and Fong and the old grandmother had gone out to look for him and left Moto to guard both houses and to give the message to Dick as soon as he should arrive; as there was no other way of having the search taken up in Honolulu, since Fong and his old Ford car would be of little use in making the necessary investigations and search.
And that evening, when Dick went over with some new magazines, the subject of the kidnapping was tacitly avoided; and in a few days their association had slipped comfortably back into the old groove; and although Evalani still showed a tendency to be always watching and listening for some ominous event, yet her old poise soon came back and
