It was well the king had broken through the old-fashioned laws of Uganda, by sitting on an iron chair, and adopting European dresses; for now he was opening a road to cement his own dominions with my country.

I should know what things to send that would please him.

The king listened, but without replying; and said, at the conclusion, "It is late, now let us move"; and walked away, preserving famously the lion's gait.

The mother also vanished, and I was led away to a hut outside, prepared for my night's residence.

It was a small, newly-built hut, just large enough for my bed, with a corner for one servant; so I turned all my men away, save one--ate my dinner, and hoped to have a quiet cool night of it, when suddenly Maula flounced in with all his boys, lighting a fire, and they spread their mbugus for the night.