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Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider), 1856-1925

"A Yellow God: an Idol of Africa"

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"I am sorry, Jeekie," said Alan with a little laugh, "but I can't eat
off living tables, especially when they stare at one like that. You tell
them that to-morrow we will breakfast alone."
"Oh, yes, I tell them, Major, but I don't know if they listen. They mean
it great compliment and only think you not like those girls and send
others."
"Look here, Jeekie," exclaimed Alan, turning his masked face towards the
two who remained, "let us come to an understanding at once. Clear them
out. Tell them I am so holy that Little Bonsa is enough for me. Say
I can't bear the sight of females, and that if they stop here I will
sacrifice them. Say anything you like, only get rid of them and lock the
door."
Thus adjured, Jeekie began to reason with the women, and as they treated
his remarks with lofty disdain, at last seized first one and then the
other by the elbows and literally ran them out of the room.
"There," he said, "baggage gone since you make such fuss about it,
though I 'spect they try to give me Bean for this job" (here he spoke
not in figurative English slang, but of the Calabar bean, which is a
favourite native poison). "Well, dinner gone and girls gone, and we
tired, so best go to bed.


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