Chapter 33

In the meantime B’laba awoke and when he found his wife had gone out, he was afraid thinking that she had gone to find an Akasava assassin. He went back to the forest and saw the wise old man. “Take all she has and hide it in a deep hole in the ground,” said N’Mari. For seven nights B’laba sweated under heavy loads, carrying piece by piece the treasures that his wife had had in a deep hole under the floor of the hut. Salt and rods and skin sacks, their mouths sewn tight and big with silver coins. On the seventh nig…