A gunshot pierced the calm. Then there was silence, followed by sounds of a commotion. A man came running towards them, but turned and hid in a bush as soon as he saw George Forster and his companion. Other islanders they passed looked at them with disgust. A woman trembled in fear. George couldn’t understand what was happening, but as they hurried on, several men waved their arms, urging them on towards the beach. When they finally stepped out …
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