While they were single they were slaves; when they were married they would become free.
It was a proud time for them, and they took deep draughts of the powerful spirit.
Then the Gondos took the bottles, and each man upheld the credit of his stomach by drinking pretty heavily.
But the spirit was too strong.
One by one the girls began to feel drowsy, and fell asleep.
Then the men followed.
In less than half an hour only Max and Ibrahim were awake.
“Now is our time; we must run for it. They won’t wake for an hour.”
“What did you give them?”
“Sleeping potion—pretty stiff dose, too.”