"He had never slept with only one cloth." "I had put medicine on this one to kill him, and must go away." It seems he was offended because we went to his great rival, Muabo, before visiting him.

He would not see Syde bin Habib for eight days; and during that time was using charms to try if it would be safe to see him at all: on the ninth day he peeped past a door for some time to see if Bin Habib were a proper person, and then came out: he is always very suspicious.
At last he sent an order to us to go away, and if we did not move, he would come with all his people and drive us off.

Sariamo said if he were not afraid for Syde bin Habib's goods, he would make a stand against Mpweto; but I had no wish to stay or to quarrel with a worthless chief, and resolved to go next day.

(_24th March._) He abused a native trader with his tongue for coming to trade, and sent him away too.

We slept again at our half-way village, Kapemba, just as a party of salt-traders from Rua came into it: they were tall, well-made men, and rather dark.
_25th March, 1868._--Reached Kabwabwata at noon, and were welcomed by Mohamad and all the people.