Now may I turn my back and travel:
Travel-girt, I bid farewell to the Pit;
Here’s a farewell greeting to thee.
Even now Hiiaka made an ineffectual start. Some voice of human instinct whispered that something was wanting, and she again faced her sister with a request so reasonable that it could not be denied:
Ke ku nei au e hele:
Hele au a ke ala,
Mihi mai e-e:
Mana’o, ho’i mai no au,
Ia oe la, ia o-e.