Let him bear a token also that he comes from you and tell me of it in your sleep.

Moreover let that token be something of power which will protect him on the journey.' "Such is the answer that comes to me in my dreams, Macumazahn." "Well, what token will you give me, Zikali ?" He groped about in his robe and produced a piece of ivory of the size of a large chessman, that had a hole in it, through which ran a plaited cord of the stiff hairs from an elephant's tail.

On this article, which was of a rusty brown colour, he breathed, then having whispered to it for a while, handed it to me.
I took the talisman, for such I guessed it to be, idly enough, held it to the light to examine it, and started back so violently that almost I let it fall.

I do not quite know why I started, but I think it was because some influence seemed to leap from it to me.

Zikali started also and cried out, "Have a care, Macumazahn.