"There are many ways," he said, after a pause. "He might——"
He stopped, not quite sure of his ground.
"Because you are a good servant, though possessed of faults," said Sanders, "I wish to honour you; therefore I have chosen this way; you, who have slept in my bed unbidden, shall sit at my table with me at my command."
The man hesitated, a little bewildered, then he shuffled forward and sat clumsily in the chair opposite his master.
"I will wait upon you," said Sanders, "according to the custom of your own people."
He heaped two large spoonfuls of palm-oil chop upon the plate before the man.
"Eat," he said.
But the man made no movement, sitting with his eyes upon the tablecloth.
"Eat," said Sanders again, but still Lataki sat motionless.
Then Sanders rose, and went to the open doorway of his bungalow and blew a whistle.