“Sit down,” said Sanders. “You shall tell me before you go who sent you to the bank to watch my boat.” “None, lord,” she faltered. Sanders shook his head. “I have a ju-ju,” he said slowly, “and this ju-ju has told me that somebody said, ‘Go you, Medini, to the bank near where Sandi lies and listen. And when you hear him groan aloud like a man in great pain, you shall come and tell me.” Consternation and horror were on the girl’s face. “Lord,” she gasped, “that is true—yet if I speak I die!” “Also, if you do not spe…
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