"Arang was drowned, but the boy crawled up on the back of the canoe and cried: "'What shall I do? My father is dead; what am I to do?'
"Whish! It is the whale arriving.
"'Why are you crying, child?'
"'Oh, my father is dead; I cannot survive; how shall I get home? (lit.: 'there is no road.') What am I to do? My father is dead.'
"'Sit down on my back. I know the road,' said the whale.
"'Oh no, I will not,' said the boy. 'I am afraid. I do not know the road as my father is dead.'
"But after a while Shoan did sit on the back of the whale.
"Whish! Off they went, quickly, swiftly! The whale is the chief of the sea. At sight all got afraid of him.
"The flying fish flew in all directions; the turtle dived down suddenly; the shark sank down (below) his fin; the sea-snake dug himself into the sand; the ilu danced along the sea; the dugong hugged her young one; the dolphins fled, for they were afraid of the whale.
"Thus (sped) the two. By and by, they arrived at the country of the whale. It was a big domed house. The walls were of red coral, the steps were made of tridachua.