“Let her marry as she wishes,” said Sanders; “but she shall be of your house, and you shall be responsible for her safe keeping until then.” “Lord, she shall be married this night,” said Bosambo earnestly. When Sanders had left and the smoke of the departing steamer had disappeared behind the trees, Bosambo summoned his headman and his captains to palaver. “People,” he said, “the Lord Sandi, who loves me dearly, has come bringing presents—behold this woman.” He waved his hand to the sulky girl who stood by his side…
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