"Take Mali-ya-bwana and Cazi Moto. Take the leg chains. Bring that one man before me with the chains on him. Have him bring also his gun; and his cartridges."
Ignoring the waiting eight, Kingozi resumed his conversation with the Leopard Woman.
"They are out of hand," said he. "We must impress them."
"Kiboko?" she inquired.
"Perhaps--but you have rather overdone that. We shall see."
"I heard you talk with that old man a few moments ago," she said. "And I heard also much talk of our men about it. He is a very powerful chief--next to the sultani. Are not you afraid that your treatment of him will make trouble? You were not polite."
"What else have you heard?"
"This sultani has apparently several hundred villages. They keep goats, fat-tailed sheep, and some few cattle. They raise m'wembe, beans, peanuts, and bananas. They have a war caste of young men."
Kingozi listened to her attentively.
"Good girl!" said he. "You use your intelligence. These are all good points to know."