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Bones saw the horror and braced himself to meet it. "O Sandi!" cried M'fosa, "O planter of ju-ju, come quickly!" "Dog!" M'fosa whipped round, the knife dropping from his hand. He knew the voice, was paralysed by the concentrated malignity in the voice. There stood Sandi not half a dozen paces from him.

"Oh, yes, I shall come back again," said Sanders, answering the question in the tune. "I hope things will go well in my absence." "How can they go well?" asked Hamilton, gently. "How can the Isisi live, or the Akasava sow his barbarous potatoes, or the sun shine, or the river run when Sandi Sitani is no longer in the land?"

Presently I will return, bringing with me strange news, such as no white lord, not even Sandi, has received or heard, and cunning weapons which only N'bosini use and strange magics. Also will I bring you stories of their river, but I will go alone, though I die, for what am I that I should deny myself from the service of your lordship?"

Also he may stray into the forest and lose himself as the bride-groom's cow strays from the field of his father-in-law, not knowing his new surroundings. Now it is to you we look for his safety I and the government. Also Sandi, our lord.

He spoke in English, and Bosambo, resisting the temptation to retort in an alien tongue, and realizing perhaps that he would need all the strength of his more extensive vocabulary to convince his hearer, continued in Bomongo: "Now I tell you," he went on solemnly, "if Sandi had come, Sandi, who loves me better than his brother, and who knew my father and lived with him for many years, and if Sandi spoke to me, saying 'Tell me, O Bosambo, where is N'bosini? I answer 'Lord, there are things which are written and which I know cannot be told, not even to you whom I love so dearly." He paused.

Go back to your village, Idigi, telling all men that I sit here for a spell in the place of my lord Sandi, and if there be, not one king of N'bosini, but a score, and if he lead, not one army, but three and three and three, I will meet him with my soldiers and he shall go the way of the bad king."

And the counsellors behind B'sano had their bunched spears and their wicker-work shields, contrary to all custom as Sanders had framed the custom. "O chief," said Hamilton, with that ready smile of his, "I waited for you and you did not come." "Soldier," said B'sano, insolently, "I am the king of these people and answerable to none save my lord Sandi, who, as you know, is gone from us."