I am not a magician, King, but I know some things that you do not know, and I trust in One whom I shall lead you to trust also." "We will talk of this more hereafter," said the king hurriedly, "for one day, I have heard and seen enough.

Also I do not believe your words, for I have noted ever that those who are the greatest wizards of all say continually that they have no magic power.

Hokosa, you have been famous in your day, but it seems that henceforth you who have led must follow." "The battle is not yet fought, King," answered Hokosa.

"To-day I met the lightnings without my medicines, and it was a little storm; when I am prepared with my medicines and the tempest is great, then I will challenge this white man to face me yonder, and then in that hour _my_ god shall show his strength and _his_ God shall not be able to save him." "That we shall see when the time comes," answered Owen, with a smile.
That night as Owen sat in his hut working at the translation of St.
John, the door was opened and Hokosa entered.
"White Man," said the wizard, "you are too strong for me, though whence you have your power I know not.

Let us make a bargain.