Had it not been for you, doubtless with every meal such stones would have been offered to you, and though you grew thin we should all of us have become rich, and that without trouble, tricks, or violence." "Forgive me, Baas," lamented Otter, "but my rage took away my reason, and I forgot.

See now what it is to be a god.

It is to be fed upon stuff such as would gripe an ox.

Oh, Baas, I would that these wild men had made you a god and left me your servant!" And again he gazed with disgust upon the watercress and rows of leathery vegetables resembling turnips.
"You had better eat them, Otter," said Juanna, who was still choking with laughter.

"If you don't you may get nothing more for days.
Evidently you are supposed to have a small appetite." Then, driven to it by his ravening hunger, the wretched Otter fell upon the turnips and munched them sullenly, Leonard rating him all the while for his unequalled stupidity.
Scarcely had he finished his meal when there was a stir without, and once again priests entered, headed on this occasion by that same aged man who had acted as a spokesman when Juanna declared herself on the previous day, and who, as they had discovered, was named Nam.