And yet, such is the strength of the imagination, I think that on the whole I should have preferred the object underneath naked and unadorned.

For instance, I have forgotten to say that the heads of those of the White Kendah who had fallen in the fight had been set up on poles in front of Simba's house.

They were unpleasant to contemplate, but to my mind not so unpleasant as that pot.
As a matter of fact, this precaution against injury from the sun to the late diviner proved unnecessary, since by some strange chance from that moment the sun ceased to shine.

Quite suddenly clouds arose which gradually covered the whole sky and the weather began to turn very cold, unprecedentedly so, Marut informed me, for the time of year, which, it will be remembered, in this country was the season just before harvest.
Obviously the Black Kendah thought so also, since from our seats on the roof, whither we had retreated to be as far as possible from the pot, we saw them gathered in the market-place, staring at the sky and talking to each other.
The day passed without any further event, except the arrival of our meals, for which we had no great appetite.

The night came, earlier than usual because of the clouds, and we fell asleep, or rather into a series of dozes.