It was one of these men who died for his fancy, and even whilst Bones was toiling and moiling in a forest that was as hot as the average Turkish bath, one of the brethren took his canoe and searched out his fellow.
"N'kema is dead," he said. "Because he took the woman of B'firi of the N'gombi, these men have taken out their secret knives and chopped him."
"That is bad palaver," said M'laka, who was the elder brother; "for it seems that these secret knives have a great magic, and up and down the river they say that the man who slays with the Splendid Things may only die from its edge. Let us go into the N'gombi forest and ask questions of the people."
"They may chop us," said the younger brother, but M'laka nodded —thus do the Akasava express dissent.
"Tibbetti is in the forest, seeking
