“And where is your village?”
“Far away, far away—Kali does not know where it is.”
“In a land like this?”
“No. In that country there is a great body of water and also mountains.”
“What is the name of this sheet of water?”
“We call it ‘The Great Water.’ ”
Stasch thought that perhaps the boy had come from the Albert Nyanza district, which until the present time was in Emin Pasha’s hands, and to make sure of this he inquired further.
“Doesn’t a white chief live there who has black smoking ships and soldiers?”
“No; the old people tell us that they have seen white people,” and with this Kali raised his fingers, counting one, two, three. “Kali has never seen them, because he was not born there, but Kali’s father received them and gave them many cows.”
“What is your father?”