But there was one very old woman who was not of the Mazitu race and whose husband and children were all dead, but whom the people in the town looked up to and feared because she was wise and made medicines out of herbs, and told fortunes.
I used to go to see her.

She was quite blind, Baas, and fond of talking with me--which shows how wise she was.

I told her all about the Pongo gorilla-god, of which already she knew something.

When I had done she said that he was as nothing compared with a certain god that she had seen in her youth, seven tens of years ago, when she became marriageable.

I asked her for that story, and she spoke it thus: "Far away to the north and east live a people called the Kendah, who are ruled over by a sultan.