"Good day to you, Garamapingwe."
"What are the news, my Chief?"
"I look to you for news."
"Oh, there is nothing but the coming of the 'Great Man.'"
"Yes, he is coming."
"I should like to see the 'Great Man.'"
"You shall, Garamapingwe."
"Much thanks to you, my Chief."
An idea occurred to Williams. No doubt the sport which he had planned to provide would be excellent, but what about the evenings spent round the camp fire after dinner?
It might happen that his guests did not want to play bridge. He himself detested the game—most unnatural of him, but there it was. He disliked "shop" out of hours, and one could have too much talk of personal experiences. He must provide for a possible gap.