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Then I, in turn, took up my parable, and, in humble emulation of Mapela's engaging frankness, hinted that if by any chance the king or anybody else should feel moved to display a feeling of friendliness to the extent of bestowing upon me a return present, I wanted nothing of actual value such as spears, shields, and the like but would gladly accept as much of that useless stuff, gold, as people might desire to force upon me, the accumulation of gold being one of my chief hobbies; eccentric, amusing, perhaps even ridiculous, but well, there it was.
No, of course, the idea was madness, the act an impossibility; yet when a few minutes later I saw the tall induna, Logwane Mapela's friend led forth and mercilessly done to death, I could not refrain from leaning toward the king and murmuring: "O King, your witch doctors are not infallible; they made a dreadful mistake when they smelled out that man!
I looked at my proposed antagonist, and a single glance into his eyes, aglow with pride and resolution, convinced me that whatever hope I might have cherished regarding Mapela's supposed desire for my escape from the ordeal to which I was about to be subjected had been utterly misplaced.
"Thou hast heard my question, Chia'gnosi, and Mapela's answer," said he. "Canst thou tell me what I want to know?" "Listen to my words, O King," said I. "Last night, when the moon was so high in the heavens," I pointed to the approximate altitude of the planet "Machenga came secretly and in disguise to my wagon, asking for gifts.
In short, she answered in every respect to Mapela's description of the Bandokolo; and I had gathered, from what he said, that they were in some sort a civilised race. It was a long time before we succeeded in restoring the poor creature to her senses, so long, indeed, that when at length she opened her eyes and began to look wonderingly about her, the wagon was close at hand.
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