Part 17 (2/2)

Fro his head a little, the king's tent, and all the afternoonflat stones upon the earth before the pavilion They were of singular uniformity, and would appear to be specially hewn and dressed for souard a question

”They are the dancing stones, white man,” said the soldier, ”they come froe fire was lit; it hilst he atching this that he heard of the Zaire's escape, and was thankful

He , exhausted in body and ed to his feet, his bonds were slipped, and he was led before the king Then he sahat for taken froh pave, as rude hands pulled off the Commissioner's boots, ”the wo,” said Sanders, between his teeth, ”that some day you shall dance in hell infirst danced at the end of a rope”

”If you live through the dancing,” said the king, ”you will be sorry”

A ring of soldiers with their spears pointing inward surrounded the pave so that their bodies ht not interrupt the Great One's view

”Dance,” said the king; and Sanders was thrown forward The first stone he touched was only just warm, and on this he stood still till a spear-thrust sent hi hot, and he leapt up with a stifled cry Down he caain-

”Throater over hiwhere he lay in an inert heap

”Now dance,” said the king again-when out of the darkness about the group leapt a quivering pencil of yellow light

Ha-ha-ha-ha-a-a-a!

Abiboo's Maxie of fifty yards, and with him five hundred Ochori men under that chief of chiefs, Bosai stood, and then, as with a wild yell which was three-parts fear, the Ochori charged, the king's soldiers broke and fled

They carried Sanders to the steaht fighters Sanders, sitting on the deck of the steaently, heard the scrarunting of his Houssas hoisting the Maxiain

”Master,” said Bosaainst the Ochori, saying they would not fight That was true, but in those far-off days there was no chief Bosa, and because I have put fire into their sto”

He posed old thread woven with blue, which was not his the night before

”Bosah I have a score to settle with you for breaking the law by raiding, I aht you to this neighbourhood Where did you get that cloak?” he demanded

”I stole it,” said Bosaht with me one of the stones upon whichthat it would be evidence”

Sanders nodded, and bit his cigar with a little grimace ”On which my lord would not stand,” was very prettily put

”Let me see it,” he said; and Bosambo himself carried it to hi had chipped a corner; and Sanders looked at this cracked corner long and earnestly

”Here,” he said, ”is an argument that no properly constituted British Government can overlook-I see Limbili's finish”