Part 4 (1/2)
”Lord king,” said the chief of the Akasava, ”I have been waiting for you”
The king made neither movement nor reply, but Sanders reached for his revolver
His hand closed on the butt, when so
”Noill kill the king of the Isisi, and the white man also” The voice was the chief's, but Sanders was not taking any particular interest in the conversation, because there was a hive of wild bees buzzing in his head, and a maze of pain; he felt sick
”If you kill 's voice, ”because there are many men who can take my place; but if you slay Sandi, you slay the father of the people, and none can replace hi,” said the chief of the Akasava ly
”I would throw hi interval; ”thus shall no trace be found of him, and no ?” said another Then cas and the voices of , if you speak I will kill you now”
”Kill!” said the young king's even voice, and shouted, ”Oh, M'sabo! Beteli! Sandi is here!”
That was all Sandi heard
Two days later he sat up in bed and de doctor with him when he woke, who had providentially arrived fro?” he hesitated ”Well, they finished the king, but he saved your life I suppose you know that?”
Sanders said ”Yes” without eested the doctor
”Very,” said Sanders Then: ”Did they catch the chief of the Akasava?”
”Yes; he was so keen on finishi+ng you that he delayed his bolting The king threw himself on you and covered your body”
”That will do”
Sanders' voice was harsh and his manner brusque at the best of tio out of the hut, doctor-I want to sleep”
He heard the doctor move, heard the rattle of the ”chick” at the hut door, then he turned his face to the wall and wept
CHAPTER II
KEEPERS OF THE STONE
There is a people who live at Ochori in the big African forest on the Ikeli River, who are called in the native tongue ”The Keepers of the Stone”
There is a legend that years and years ago, cala-cala, there was a strange, flat stone, ”inscribed with the rave native story-teller puts it), which was greatly worshi+pped and prized, partly for its uarded it