"Who may tell?" he answered, having completed that important operation. "Yet, Iqalaqala, are you still inclined--you and Umsindo--to continue swimming there, and diving nearly to the bottom--ah-ah! nearly to the bottom?" He had put his head on one side and was gazing at me with that expression of good-humoured mockery which a native knows so well how to assume. I, for my part, was owning to myself that it would take a very strong motive indeed to induce me to adventure my carcase again within the alluring depths of that confounded _tagati_ pool, for so it now seemed. Moreover I knew I should get no definite enlightenment from him--at any rate that day--so thought I might just as well try him on the subject of Miss Sewin's loss. But as I was about to put it to him he began: "That which you seek is not down there." "Not down there?" I echoed. "But, what do we seek, father of the wise?" "It shines." The thing was simple. He had found it and planted it somewhere, with a view to acquiring additional repute, and--incidentally--remuneration. "I think we shall recover your coin, Miss Sewin," I said. "Ah. He can find it for us then? If he does I shall become quite a convert to witch doctorism, for want of a better word." "You will see. Now, Ukozi. Where is that which we seek?" "_Au_! It shines--like the sun. To find it something else that shines will be necessary. Something that shines--like the moon." I laughed to myself over this "dark" saying, and produced a half-crown-- a new one. "Here is what shines like the moon at full," I said. He held out both hands, looked at it for a moment as it lay in the hollow thus formed, then said: "Halfway between this and where you left the other white people is a redwood tree--of which two sticks point over the path. From the path on the other side, a slope of smooth rock falls away. Just below this-- resting upright between two stones--one pointed, the other round--is that which you seek." Briefly I translated this to my companion. Her reception of it showed a practical mind. "What if he wants to send us off on a fool's errand while he climbs down to the crevice there and gets hold of the real coin?" she said. "Well, of course, nothing's impossible. But, do you know, I believe him. I would in fact risk a considerable bet on it." "Well, I am in your hands, Mr Glanton," she said. "You know these people thoroughly. I, not at all." To tell the truth, I believed Ukozi's statement completely, so much so as not to think it worth while bothering about any thought of the responsibility I might be incurring. Otherwise I might have foreseen a reproachful manner, and a sinking in her estimation, if we found nothing. So I poured the contents of my snuff tube into Ukozi's hands and bade him farewell. "I declare I feel quite excited over this," Aida Sewin said, as we rapidly retraced our steps. "Look. Here is where we left the others-- and--there's the slab of rock."