"Yet," said Sanders, speaking rather to the swaying electric bulb hanging from the awning, "and yet I did not see the chief of the little Isisi at my palaver."
Bosambo was silent for a moment. Then he heaved a deep sigh.
"Lord," he said, with reluctant admiration, "you have eyes all over your body. You can see the words of men before they are uttered, and are very quick to read thoughts. You are all eyes," he went on extravagantly, "you have eyes on the top of your head and behind your ears. You have eyes——"
"That will do," said Sanders quietly. "I think that will do, Bosambo."
There was another long pause.
"And I tell you this, because there are no secrets between you and me. It was I who persuaded the little chief not to come."
Sanders nodded. "That I know," he said.
"For, lord, I desired that this should be a very pleasant day for your lordship, and that you should go away with your heart filled with gladness, singing great songs; also, as your lordship knows, the Ochori guard has left the Akasava border."
There was no mistaking the significance.
"Why should Bimebibi make me otherwise?" asked Sanders, ignoring the addition.