"Lord, it is true," she said, "for I have seen it, and all the people have seen it, even while my lord Bosambo was absent."
She stooped down and lifted her fat baby from the dust.
"This one also saw it," she said, the light of pride in her eyes, "and to please my Lord Bosambo's son, I hung it round the neck of Neta the goat. Did I wrong?"
"Bright eyes," said Bosambo, "you can do no wrong, yet tell me, did Neta the goat go far from the city?"
The woman nodded.
"Once only," she said. "She was gone for a day and a night, and I feared for your box, for this is the season when goats are very restless."
Bosambo turned to his overlord.
"You have heard, O Sandi," he said. "I am in fault, and will pay the price."
"That you will," said Sanders, "for the other goat has done no wrong."
CHAPTER VII