After breakfast he followed Kealoha into the yard, and watched her make a lei.
They were silent for a while when Kealoha asked, “You’ll help my father land his opium?”
“Yes,” he replied.
“How much money will you get for the job?”
“No money at all; my dear, I get you.”
“You get me?”
“Yes, your father has promised to let me marry you if I succeed in landing the opium so that the customs men won’t know.”
“Can you do it?”
“Dead easy.”
“But if I don’t want to marry you?”