“Therefore, O chief, I have placed you in my place, for you are skilled in war. And I give over to you the command of my ship and of my fighting men, and you shall do that which is best.” Bosambo sprang noiselessly to his feet, and stood tense and erect by the bedside. There was a strange light in his eyes. “Lord Sandi,” he said in a low voice, “do you speak true—that I”—he struck his broad chest with both his clenched fists—“I stand in your place?” “That is so,” said Sandi. Bosambo was silent for a minute, then he…
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