As they stood on the first wave Kekalukaluokewa said, "Let us ride." Then they lay resting upon their boards; Halaaniani let his drop back, the other two rode in; then it was that Laieikawai and Kekalukaluokewa kissed as the grandmother had directed.
Three waves they rode, three times they went ashore, and three times
Halaaniani dropped back.
At the fourth wave, for the first time Laieikawai questioned Halaaniani: "Why do you not ride? This is the fourth wave you have not ridden; what is your reason for not riding?"
"Because I am not used to the short waves," said Halaaniani, "the long wave is mine."
He spoke as his sister had directed.
The fifth wave, this was the last for Laieikawai and Kekalukaluokewa.
As Kekalukaluokewa and Laieikawai lay resting on the wave, Halaaniani caught Laieikawai by the soles of her feet and got his arm around her, and Laieikawai's surf board was lost. Kekalukaluokewa rode in alone and landed on the dry beach.
When Laieikawai was in Halaaniani's arms she said, "This is strange! my board is gone."
Said Halaaniani, "Your board is all right, woman; a man will bring it back."
While they were speaking Laieikawai's surf board floated to where they were.