"
"I don't wonder that they ran," said Alan, laughing, for the vision of a
missionary with Little Bonsa on his head caught his fancy. "But come to
the point, you old heathen. What do you mean that I should do?"
"Jeekie not heathen now, Major, but plenty other things true in this
world, besides Christian religion. I no want you do anything, but I say
this--you go back to Asiki wearing Little Bonsa on head and dressed
like Reverend uncle whom you very like, for he just your age then thirty
years ago, and they give you all the gold you want, if you give them
back Little Bonsa whom they love and worship for ever and ever, for
Little Bonsa very, very old."
Alan sat up in his chair and stared at Jeekie, while Jeekie nodded his
head at him.
"There is something in it," he said slowly, speaking more to himself
than to the negro, "and perhaps that is why I would not sell the fetish,
for as you say, there are plenty of true things in the world besides
those which we believe. But, Jeekie, how should I find the way?"
"No trouble, Major, Little Bonsa find way, want to get back home, very
hungry by now, much need sacrifice. Think it good thing kill pig to
Little Bonsa--or even lamb.
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