Moreover, no black man can do it hurt.

It is white, and it has been known from of old that if it dies at all, it must be by the hand of one who is white.' "'A very strange animal,' I began, suspiciously, for I felt sure that he was lying to me.

But just at that moment I heard the sound of my men's voices.

They were advancing towards me through the giant grass, singing as they came, but as yet a long way off.

The Kalubi heard it also and sprang up.
"'I must be gone,' he said.