N a titiro rawa ake ia, ko tetahi keke, he mea tunu ki te pungarehu, me tetahi ipu wai i tona urunga. Na kai ana ia, inu ana, a takoto iho ana ano.
He looked, and behold, there was at his head a cake baked on the coals, and a jar of water. He ate and drank, and lay down again.
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