“And that between you there shall be neither falsehood, treason, nor hate?”
“Nor hate!”
“And that neither of you shall rob the other?”
“Never!”
“And that you are brothers?”
“Yes!”
The man who was whizzing around like a top turned quicker and quicker. The warriors assembled and followed his movements with ever-increasing interest.
“Ao!” cried the old negro once more; “but if one of you lie to the other, betray him, rob him, poison him, or kill him, he shall be accursed!”
“He shall be accursed!” repeated all the warriors.
“And if he be a liar and contemplate treason, he shall not swallow the blood of his brother, but spit it out before our eyes?”