Just then the full moon appeared out of a bank of clouds, and as it rose
higher, flooding the world with light, Jeekie's spirits rose also.
"Asika never come in moonshine," he said, "that not the game, against
rule, and after all, what Jeekie done bad? He very good fellow really.
Aylward great villain, serve him jolly well right if Asika spiflicate
him, that not Jeekie's fault. What Jeekie do, he do to save master and
missus who he love. Care nothing for his self, ready to die any day.
Keep it dark to save them too, 'cause they no like the story. If once
they know, it always leave taste in mouth, same as bad oyster. Also
Jeekie manage very well, take Major safe Asiki-land ('cause Little Bonsa
make him), give him very interesting time there, get him plenty gold,
nurse him when he sick, nobble Mungana, bring him out again, find Miss
Barbara, catch hated rival and bamboozle all Asiki army, bring
happy pair to coast and marry them, arrange first-class honeymoon on
ship--Jeekie do all these things, and lots more he could tell, if he
vain and not poor humble nigger."
Once more he paused a while, lost in the contemplation of his own
modesty and virtues, then continued:
"This very ungrateful world.
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