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"Call Mali-ya-bwana," he ordered. The tall Baganda approached. "Mali-ya-bwana," said Kingozi. "You have done well. For this you shall have backsheeshi. But more. You need not again carry a load. You will be " he hesitated, trying to invent an office, but reluctant to infringe upon the prerogatives of either Simba or Cazi Moto.

"Let me have it," he ordered. It was passed into his hands, and proved to be one of the two oil lanterns kept for emergencies. But Kingozi sent the headman for one of the candle lanterns in everyday use, and a half-dozen short candles. "These are better," he said; "and qua heri, Simba. If you do these things well, large backsheeshi for you all." "Qua heri, bwana" said Simba, and was gone.

"I am pleased with you. For this work you shall have much backsheeshi a month's wages extra, and twenty goats for your farm, and any other thing that you want most. What is it?" Simba appeared to hesitate and boggle. "Speak up! I am Very pleased." "This is a very great thing I would ask," said Simba in a low voice. "It is a great thing you have done." "Bwana," cried Simba earnestly.

"Hot water ready, bwana," said he; and for the first time Kingozi noticed that he carried a towel over his arm. "This is good, very good, Cazi Moto!" said he. "Backsheeshi m'kubwa for this; both for you and for Simba." "Thank you, bwana," said Gaza Moto. "Simba brought the water, and it saved us; and I thought that my bwana should not sleep on grass a second time before these shenzis."