He was a Kaffir and the son of a dog, and he was the white man's friend.

He drank the white man's strong water," he added, with affected horror.

"That I have seen myself." The men stretched out the broken limbs on two planks they had laid level, while Mrs.Almayer covered the body with a piece of white cotton cloth, and after whispering for some time with Babalatchi departed to her domestic duties.

Almayer's men, after laying down their burden, dispersed themselves in quest of shady spots wherein to idle the day away.

Babalatchi was left alone by the corpse that laid rigid under the white cloth in the bright sunshine.
Nina came down the steps and joined Babalatchi, who put his hand to his forehead, and squatted down with great deference.
"You have a bangle there," said Nina, looking down on Babalatchi's upturned face and into his solitary eye.
"I have, Mem Putih," returned the polite statesman.