Such an amazing jump Alan had never seen before.

So high was it indeed that his head came level with that of the fetish, which he snatched with both hands tearing it from Asika's grasp.

Coming to the ground again with a thud, he began to caper to and fro, kissing the mask, while the audience shouted: "Little Bonsa has chosen.

What fate for the fallen?
Ask her, priest ?" The man stopped his capering and held the mouth of Little Bonsa to his ear, nodding from time to time as though she were speaking to him and he heard what she said.

Then he passed round the dais where Alan could not see him, and presently reappeared holding Little Bonsa in his right hand and in his left a great gold cup.