He wishes to see every one of you."
"Not me, I suppose?" said Sammy, who was standing close by. "I must
stop to make ready the food."
"Yes, you too," replied Babemba. "The king would look on the mixer of
the holy drink."
Well, there was no way out of it, so off we marched, all well armed as
I need not say, and were instantly surrounded by the soldiers. To give
an unusual note to the proceedings I made Hans walk first, carrying on
his head the rejected musical box from which flowed the touching
melody of "Home, Sweet Home." Then came Stephen bearing the Union Jack
on a pole, then I in the midst of the hunters and accompanied by
Babemba, then the reluctant Sammy, and last of all the two donkeys led
by Mazitus, for it seemed that the king had especially ordered that
these should be brought also.
It was a truly striking cavalcade, the sight of which under any other
circumstances would have made me laugh. Nor did it fail in its effect,
for even the silent Mazitu people through whom we wended our way, were
moved to something like enthusiasm.
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