After being spoken to by my people the Arabs came away.

The chief begged that I would come and visit him once more, for only one day, but it is impossible, for we expect to move directly.

I sent the information to Hamees, who replied that they had got a clue to the man who was wiling away their slaves from them.

My people saw others of the low squad which always accompanies the better-informed Arabs bullying the people of another village, and taking fowls and food without payment.
Slavery makes a bad neighbourhood! Hamees is on friendly terms with a tribe of Mazitu who say that they have given up killing people.

They lifted a great many cattle, but have very few now; some of them came with him to show the way to Kasonso's.
Slaves are sold here in the same open way that the business is carried on in Zanzibar slave-market.