So he sat down and thought, "Now I have come to the last of my food. What am I to do if I miss Pemba Muhori here?"
So he ate his last loaf and tried to light his last cigarette, but the match went out, so he threw it into the lake saying, "What matter? Now I have nothing."
Then he sang—
"Pemba Muhori, Pemba Muhori, are you in there?
My wife has sent for your skin to wear."
Then there was a noise like thunder, and great waves went foaming away to the shores, and Pemba Muhori appeared with his seven heads and said, "Who is making use of my name?"
So he answered, "It is I, Hapendeki," and took his sword and smote off one head, and picking it up he put it on one side. Then the snake came and said, "Who are you that are not worth eating at a mouthful?"
Hapendeki took his sword and cut off another head and the snake disappeared in the water again, and he took the head and laid it on one side.
And so the snake came at him again till he had cut off the third, fourth and fifth head and put them on one side.
Then the snake said, "What sort of witchcraft is this, that you who are so small think you can kill me?" and he rushed at him again, and Hapendeki cut off his sixth head and put it on one side. Then the snake rose up and came at him, and Hapendeki cut off his seventh head and ran away.
Then the snake's body writhed and twisted, and he lashed so with his tail that the mountains fell into the lake and the waves tore up the hillsides.