Part 1 (2/2)
”As to the goats,” said the chief airily, ”they are dead, having been killed for a feast”
”You will bring them back to life,” said Sanders
”Master, do you think I aician?” asked the chief of the Akasava
”I think you are a liar,” said Sanders ioats and women returned to the Ochori, and Sanders prepared to depart
He took aside the chief, not desiring to put shame upon him or to weaken his authority
”Chief,” he said, ”it is a long journey to Akasava, and I a many tasks I desire that you do not cause me any further journey to this territory”
”Master,” said the chief truthfully, ”I never wish to see you again”
Sanders smiled aside, collected his ten Houssas, and went back to the Isisi River to continue his search for M'Beli
It was not a nice search for many causes, and there was every reason to believe, too, that the king of Isisi himself was the murderer's protector Confir when Sanders, enca a breakfast of tinned milk and toast There arrived hurriedly Sato-Koto, the brother of the king, in great distress of 's wrath He babbled forth all manner of news, in much of which Sanders took no interest whatever But what he said of the witch-doctor who lived in the king's shadoas very interesting indeed, and Sanders sent a er to headquarters, and, as it transpired, headquarters despatched in the course of tih-toof the Isisi
From such evidence as we have been able to collect it is evident that the king was not in amood It is an indisputable fact that poor Nice's hut, proclaie, HMS Thrush, HMS Philomel, HMS Phoebe sailed from Simonstown, and HMS Dwarf came down from Sierra Leone hec duuest he wished he hadn't
Headquarters sent Sanders to clear up the political side of the 's city by the flag-lieutenant of the St George
”I aetically, ”I a; we've rather killed the old one”
Sanders nodded
”I shall not go intocandidates for the vacant post Sato-Koto, the dead king's brother, expressed his willingness to assume the cares of office with commendable promptitude
”What do you say?” asked the ad the expedition
”I say no, sir,” said Sanders, without hesitation ”The king has a son, a boy of nine; the kingshi+p ent at pleasure”
And so it was arranged, Sato-Koto sulkily assenting
They found the new king hidden in the woods with the woht him and led him back to the city by the ear
”My boy,” he said kindly, ”how do people call you?”
”Peter,lad; ”in the fashi+on of the white people”