The king started. ‘O friend, Gopani-Kufa,’ he said, ‘ask anything but that! I did not think that you would request that which is most precious to me.’ ‘Let me think over it again then, O king,’ said Gopani-Kufa, ‘and to-morrow I will let you know if I change my mind.’ But the king was still much troubled, fearing the loss of Sipao, for the mirror had magic powers, so that he who owned it had but to ask and his wish would be fulfilled; to it Insato owed all that he possessed. As soon as the king left him, Gopani-Kufa again took Zengi-mizi, out of his basket. ‘Zengi-mizi,’ he said, ‘the king seems loth to grant my request for the Mirror--is there not some other thing of equal value for which I might ask?’ And the wasp answered: ‘There is nothing in the world, O Gopani-Kufa, which is of such value as this Mirror, for it is a Wishing Mirror, and accomplishes the desires of him who owns it. If the king hesitates, go to him the next day, and the day after, and in the end he will bestow the Mirror upon you, for you saved his life.’ And it was even so. For three days Gopani- Kufa returned the same answer to the king, and, at last, with tears in his eyes, Insato gave him the Mirror, which was of polished iron, saying: ‘Take Sipao, then, O Gopani- Kufa, and may thy wishes come true. Go back now to thine own country; Sipao will show you the way.’ Gopani-Kufa was greatly rejoiced, and, taking farewell of the king, said to the Mirror: ‘Sipao, Sipao, I wish to be back upon the Earth again!’ Instantly he found himself standing upon the upper earth; but, not knowing the spot, he said again to the Mirror: ‘Sipao, Sipao, I want the path to my own kraal!’ And behold! right before him lay the path! When he arrived home he found his wife and daughter mourning for him, for they thought that he had been eaten by lions; but he comforted them, saying that while following a wounded antelope he had missed his way and had wandered for a long time before he had found the path again. That night he asked Zengi-mizi, in whom sat the spirit of his father, what he had better ask Sipao for next? ‘Biz-z-z,’ said the wasp, ‘would you not like to be as great a chief as Insato?’ And Gopani-Kufa smiled, and took the Mirror and said to it: ‘Sipao, Sipao, I want a town as great as that of Insato, the King of Pita; and I wish to be chief over it!’ Then all along the banks of the Zambesi river, which flowed near by, sprang up streets of stone buildings, and their roofs shone with gold and burnished iron like those in Pita; and in the streets men and women were walking, and young boys were driving out the sheep and cattle to pasture; and from the river came shouts and laughter from the young men and maidens who had launched their canoes and were fishing. And when the people of the new town beheld Gopani-Kufa they rejoiced greatly and hailed him as chief.