"Yes, Simba?" was all he replied.
"All has been done as you ordered, bwana. This is the fourteenth day, and I am here to tell you."
Kingozi caught his breath sharply.
"Bwana Nyele was captured?"
"Mali-ya-bwana holds him prisoner at a certain water."
"There was no trouble?"
"None, bwana. All happened as you told. This magic is a very great magic," said Simba piously.
Kingozi paused.
"The safari," he suggested at last. "I am told of a safari; indeed, I can hear it. What of that? No orders were given as to a safari."
"That is true, bwana," explained Simba earnestly, "but this is a very great safari. It has tents and potio, and chakula[[17]], and blankets and beads and wire and many other things to a quantity impossible to say. And it came to my mind that shenzis like these things, as do all men, and that in this shenzi country my bwana might make use of them; so I brought them with me for your use, bwana."