Africa, West -- Fiction; British -- Africa -- Fiction
"You may go," he said; and the woman, a little puzzled, walked along the
plank that connected the boat with the shore, and disappeared into the
bush.
Three weeks later his spies brought word that men were dying
unaccountably on the Upper River. None knew why they died, for a man
would sit down strong and full of cheer to his evening meal, and lo! in
the morning, when his people went to wake him, he would be beyond
waking, being most unpleasantly dead.
This happened in many villages on the Little River.
"It's getting monotonous," said Sanders to the captain of the Houssas.
"There is some wholesale poisoning going on, and I am going up to find
the gentleman who dispenses the dope."
It so happened that the first case claiming investigation was at Isisi
City. It was a woman who had died, and this time Sanders suspected the
husband, a notorious evil-doer.
"Okali," he said, coming to the point, "why did you poison your wife?"
"Lord," said the man, "she died of the sickness. In the evening she was
well, but at the dark hour before sun came she turned in her sleep
saying 'Ah! oh!' and straightway she died."
Sanders drew a long breath.
"Get a rope," he said to one of his men, and when the rope arrived
Abiboo scrambled up to the lower branch of a copal-gum and
scientifically lashed a block and tackle.
"Okali," said Sanders, "I am going to hang you for the murder of your
wife, for I am a busy man and have no time to make inquiries; and if you
are not guilty of her murder, yet there are many other abominable deeds
you have been guilty of, therefore I am justified in hanging you."
The man was grey with terror when they slipped the noose over his neck
and strapped his hands behind him.
"Lord, she was a bad wife to me and had many lovers," he stammered. "I
did not mean to kill her, but the Devil Man said that such medicine
would make her forget her lovers----"
"Devil Man! What Devil Man?" asked Sanders quickly.
"Lord, there is a devil greatly respected in these parts, who wanders in
the forest all the time and gives many curious medicines."
"Where is he to be found?"
"Lord, none know. He comes and goes, like a grey ghost, and he has a
fetish more powerful than a thousand ordinary devils. Master, I gave the
woman, my wife, that which he gave to me, and she died. How might I know
that she would die?"
"_Cheg'li_," said Sanders shortly to the men at the rope-end, and
_cheg'li_ in the dialect of the River means "pull."
* * * * *
"Stop!"
Sanders was in a changeable mood, and a little irritable by reason of
the fact that he knew himself to be fickle.
"How came this drug to you? In powder, in liquid, or----"
The man's lips were dry. He could do no more than shake his head
helplessly.
"Release him," said Sanders; and Abiboo loosened the noose and
unstrapped the man's hands.
"If you have lied to me," said Sanders, "you die at sunset. First let me
hear more of this Devil Man, for I am anxious to make his acquaintance."
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