She has nothing to do with the White God, but those women who
serve her go across the lake at times to tend the fields where grows
the seed that the Kalubi sows, of which the corn is the White God's
food."
"Good," I said, "now we understand--not much, but a little. Tell us
next what is your plan? How are we to come into the place where this
great ape lives? And if we come there, how are we to kill the beast,
seeing that your successor, Komba, was careful to prevent us from
bringing our firearms to your land?"
"Aye, lord Macumazana, may the teeth of the god meet in his brain for
that trick; yes, may he die as I know how to make him die. That
prophecy of which he told you is no prophecy from of old. It arose in
the land within the last moon only, though whether it came from Komba
or from the Motombo I know not. None save myself, or at least very few
here, had heard of the iron tubes that throw out death, so how should
there be a prophecy concerning them?"
"I am sure I don't know, Kalubi, but answer the rest of the question.
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