"Stop that," said Carter sharply, "or you'll burst the gunwales out."
"O Carter," said Kallee, speaking in Okky, "listen. It is only by my
favor that you have lived so long. We are both ju-ju men, and between
such it is useless to make pretence. But I can tell you all you did
since you left Mokki, and met Smith, and went to the cliff whereof ben
Hossein told you, and saw the stones which carry the brown glass which
you covet so much. I can tell you of your machine which says
boo-paa-bumm, and of the way you came down these creeks on a raft, and
how you labored prodigiously in the blind channels. I had arranged to
let you get so far. To-morrow, when you came abreast of my villages,
canoes would have come out--" Here the King screwed round his fat neck
and eyed Carter over his shoulder--"O Carter, do you think it strange
that I should have wanted a head such as yours?"
"You would not tell me this now if you still wanted that head."
One could not deny that somehow the man had a certain regal dignity
about him. "O Carter," he said, "if I have a King's lusts, I have all
of a King's gratitude. I was travelling down this river. My canoe was
overturned by a snag, and it and the paddlers were swept away down
stream, and if the crocodiles have not dealt with the men I will give
them their due presently. For myself, I climbed into that tree as you
saw, and could not have endured longer. What account was open between
us we will wipe from the tally. I owe you for my life now, and I will
repay."
"Are my Krooboy and the fishers included in the treaty?"
The King shrugged his great shoulders. "I could give you a better
servant than White-Man's-Trouble, and better paddlers than those
fishermen. But if they please you, they shall remain alive and well
treated. Paddle now quickly down stream to the village, O Carter, and
we will drink Krug champagne till a goat is slain and chop prepared."
The village, when they came to it, was not a pleasant sight. It had
been rebellious, and the King of Okky had been instilling discipline
with a strong hand. Furthermore, two of his canoemen had escaped from
the river and reported that the King was drowned. They were also
attended to in a way that prevented their ever erring again in this
world. The King dispensed champagne, and arranged great matters of
life and death with a massive impartiality. And between whiles he
found abundant time to talk with his guest, now using Coast English for
the sake of greater privacy. His knowledge of what had been going on
was at times almost uncanny.
"O Carter," he said, "dem Laura, she lib for Teach-palaver house in Las
Palmas."
"She left for Las Palmas in the _Frau Pobst_ certainly. But I don't
know where she is staying."
"Teach-palaver house," said the King placidly, "by Telde."
"She was at school once at a convent on the Telde road."
"She lib for there now."
"I say, King, how the deuce do you know that?"
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