You pay me now." Then it was that she lost her temper and cuffed his ears so soundly as to drive him back among his fellows.

But they did not break up.

Another boy stepped forward.
"You pay me," he said.
His eyes had the querulous, troubled look such as she had noticed in monkeys; but while he was patently uncomfortable under her scrutiny, his thick lips were drawn firmly in an effort at sullen determination.
"What for ?" she asked.
"Me Gogoomy," he said.

"Bawo brother belong me." Bawo, she remembered, was the sick boy who had died.
"Go on," she commanded.
"Bawo take 'm medicine.

Bawo finish.