In the evening Babemba came, and we three white men saw him alone.
"Tell us about the Pongo and this white devil they worship," I said.
"Macumazana," he answered, "fifty years have gone by since I was in that land and I see things that happened to me there as through a mist.

I went to fish amongst the reeds when I was a boy of twelve, and tall men robed in white came in a canoe and seized me.

They led me to a town where there were many other such men, and treated me very well, giving me sweet things to eat till I grew fat and my skin shone.

Then in the evening I was taken away, and we marched all night to the mouth of a great cave.

In this cave sat a horrible old man about whom danced robed people, performing the rites of the White Devil.
"The old man told me that on the following morning I was to be cooked and eaten, for which reason I had been made so fat.