"You shall tell me where this place is," said Bosambo.
Arachi hesitated.
"Lord, how do I not know that you will not go and take this store?" he asked.
Bosambo regarded him sternly.
"Am I not an honest man?" he asked. "Do not the people from one end of the world to the other swear by the name of Bosambo?"
"No," said Arachi truthfully.
Yet he told of the place. It was by the River of Shadows, near the Crocodile Pool Where-the-Floods Had-Changed-The-Land.
Bosambo went to his hut to make preparations for the journey.
Behind his house, in a big grass cage, were many little pigeons. He laboriously wrote in his vile Arabic a laconic message, and attached it to the leg of a pigeon.
To make absolutely sure, for Bosambo left nothing to chance, he sent away a canoe secretly that night for a certain destination.