Whilst these two were living their unattractive lives there came difficulties between white man and brown—not specially between this white man and any with a darker skin: the quarrel was between white authority and Malay resentment of interference. Grant was not even remotely connected with the matter, but he was white, and under such circumstances a want of discrimination is not uncommon, There followed what is known as “a state of reprisals.” Uncivilised people, who do not understand fine distinctions in such matters, called it war. The disturbance was, however, comparatively local, Grant’s immediate neighbourhood did not seem affected, and he was probably unconcerned. Therefore he went about his work and took no special precaution, fearing no attack.
But his hut was isolated, there was only one other white man anywhere near him, no police within miles, and Maāmih, who understood Malays better than her protector, was on the watch for trouble.
To expect is, sometimes, to go half way to meet, and the trouble came quickly.
One morning two Malays appeared at Grant's house, and, having given some trivial excuse for their presence and looked about the premises, took
