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I no want you do anything, but I say this you go back to Asiki wearing Little Bonsa on head and dressed like Reverend uncle whom you very like, for he just your age then thirty years ago, and they give you all the gold you want, if you give them back Little Bonsa whom they love and worship for ever and ever, for Little Bonsa very, very old."
"She will tell somebody all about it and we shall only get our throats cut," said Alan wearily, for the whole thing seemed to him a foolish farce. "No, no, Major. I make her swear not split on ghosts of all her husbands and by Big Bonsa hisself. She sit tight as wax, because she think they haunt her if she don't and I too by and by when I dead. P'raps she get to Ogula country and p'raps not.
"Vernon," he answered. "Vernoon, Vernoon," she repeated, for she could not pronounce the O as we do. "Are you married, Vernoon?" He shook his head. "Have you been married?" "No," he answered, "never, but I am going to be." "Yes," she repeated, "you are going to be. You remember that you were near to it many years ago, when Little Bonsa got jealous and ran away with you.
"I suppose they are eating the lioness," said Alan doubtfully. "No, no, Major, not lioness; eat dwarf by dozen just like oysters at seaside. But for Little Bonsa we sit on those forks now and look uncommon small." "Beasts!" said Alan in disgust; "they make me feel uncommon sick. Let us go to bed. I suppose they won't murder us in our sleep, will they?" "Not they, Major, too much afraid.
But is there no way round?" The Mungana shook his head and began to enter the canal. Jeekie, whose teeth were chattering, hung back, but Alan pushed him from behind, so sharply that he stumbled and made a splash. Then Alan followed, and as the cold, black water rose to his chest, looked again at Big Bonsa. It seemed to him that the thing had turned round and was staring at them.
But I think there only one thing they want, and you got that, Major." "I, Jeekie! What have I got?" The negro leant forward and tapped his master on the knee, saying in a portentous whisper: "You got Little Bonsa, which much more holy than anything, even than Big Bonsa her husband, I mean greater, more powerful devil.
Its appearance was quite unlike anything else in the world, more loathsome, more horrible, man, fish and animal, all seemed to have their part in it, human mouth and teeth, fish-like eyes and snout, bestial expression. "Big Bonsa," whispered Jeekie. "Just the same as when I sweet little boy. He live here for thousand of years."
Say where you wish to camp and men shall run to build a house of reeds for the god to dwell in." Jeekie looked up and down the river and saw that in the centre of it about half a mile away, there was an island on which grew some trees. "Little Bonsa will camp yonder," he said. "Go, make her house ready, light fire and bring canoe to paddle us across.
"Well, Major, 'spect she thinking of us, specially of you, and just throw what she think at us, like boy throw stones at bird what fly away out of cage. Asika do all that, you know, she not quite human, full of plenty Bonsa devil, from gen'ration to gen'rations, amen! P'raps she just find out something what make her mad." "What could she find out after all this time, Jeekie?" "Oh, don't know.
She who went before me also would have married that white man whose face was like your face, but he fled with Little Bonsa, or rather Little Bonsa fled with him. So she passed away unwed, and in her place I came." "How did you come, if she whom you call your mother was not your mother?" asked Alan. "What is that to you, white man?" she replied haughtily.
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