When the chief, whose name was Sekedimi, recognised him he was sorry that he had troubled to go out to greet him, for the Ochori were by all native reckoning very small fish indeed. “I will summon the children,” said Sekedimi sourly; “for they know best of ghosts and such stories.” “This is a palaver for men,” said Bosambo, his wrath rising; “and though the Akasava, by my way of thinking, are no men, yet I am willing to descend from my highness, where Sandi’s favour has put me, to talk with your people.” “Go to you…
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