He added that with our approval he
proposed that we should visit his Holiness on the morrow, starting
when the sun was three hours old, as he lived at a distance of a day's
journey from Rica. After further consultation we replied that although
we had little time to spare, as we understood that the Motombo was old
and could not visit us, we, the white lords, would stretch a point and
call on him. Meanwhile we were tired and wished to go to bed. Then we
presented our gifts, which were gracefully accepted, with an
intimation that return presents would be made to us before we left
Pongo-land.
After this the Kalubi took a little stick and broke it, to intimate
that the conference was at an end, and having bade him and his
councillors good night we retired to our huts.
I should add, because it has a bearing on subsequent events, that on
this occasion we were escorted, not by Komba, but by two of the
councillors. Komba, as I noted for the first time when we rose to say
good-bye, was no longer present at the council.
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